Gladys and Brook have been busy online again. They must be exhausted but this fight shows no sign of letting up. Keep that in mind anyone who wants to challenge either of them. They may go down but it won’t be easy. The question now is who will survive in this all out hairpulling slugfest?
Brook: I escalate the battle sensing that I am getting tired faster than you are. Instead of a slap I hit your hard in the face with my knuckles, twisting them as I do so.
Gladys: “Argh! So you want to trade punches do you? You are going to regret that.” I hit as hard as I can on your cheek. Then an even harder blow to the side of your eye.
Brook: I hit you on the temple with the bottom of my palm. That should even up the score.
Gladys: “OUCH!” Your blow really hurts and momentarily closes my eye.
Brook: At last I am able to raise my long, lithe, shapely leg higher than your short, stubby, flabby one. Won’t be ong before I am not top of you with your leg trapped by mine.
Gladys: Your little snicker tells me you think you are getting I command again. Time to take the fight out of you. You legs and crotch are split wide as you raise your leg higher than I thought you could. I ram my knee into your crotch!
Brook: “UNGH! Dirty cheater!” I scream as I grunt in pain and think your knee was unfair.
Gladys: Before you lower you leg I hit you with another knee right in the same spot.
Brook: “ARGH! UNGH!” That hurts even more on my tender pussy. Even in pain I clamp my leg down and around your leg and lock my ankles together to keep you from kneeing me again. My slender thighs squeeze your stocky one and I can see it spread out around mine.
Gladys: “Shit!” I never had anyone put a scissors on my thigh before. It hurts a lot more than I would have thought.
Brook: I see you are caught off balance but my squeezing your thigh. My legs are stronger than you expected. I smack you on the face with one hand and pull out some hair with the other hand.
Gladys: SMACK! “Ouch! Aayyeeeee!!” Right on the sore temple you evil bitch. Your hand is in the way to deliver a good slap so I grab your hair with both hands and rip locks out in opposite directons. directions.
Brook: “Ooowwww! Ooouuuuu!” My scalp feels like a chunk of it came out with my hair. “You’ll pay for that, blondie. You won’t have any hair left when I’m done!”
Gladys: Before your pain subsides I lock my ankles together to squeeze your thigh believing my thighs are stronger than yours.
Brook: Didn’t think your soft thighs could apply that much pressure. We are locked in a thigh squeeze off. I know I will win this. My fit legs are much stronger than your soft ones.
Gladys: I crush your thigh as hard as I can. My years of dancing have kept them fit and even stronger than when I was a high school cheerleader. “SUFFER BITCH!”
Brook: “FUCK YOU cxnt!” My muscles began to tire and start quivering from the strain.
Gladys: Even though my legs are reaching fatigue I can feel yours start to shake and lose grip. I won’t win the fight this way but I am encouraged to squeeze even harder. Doubt if you will be able to walk naturally for awhile.
Brook: Hate loosing a thigh squeeze to you. In a rage I let go of your hair and wrap my long fingers around your fat neck.
Gladys: I feel you start choking me too late to prevent it. I grab your hands and try to pull them off my throat. Can’t budge them.
Brook: I tighten my grip on your throat. I turn your upper body onto your shoulder blades and then follow with my hips.
Gladys: With my legs locked around yours and having trouble breathing you roll me over easily onto my back. My legs start to lose their grip on your thighs.
Brook: I push down on your throat and raise my body to throttle you harder and harder. With my leg free I am able to raise it and slam your crotch with my knee.
Gladys: I start to work my fingers around yours but the pain from your kneeing stops me short.
Brook: I knee you even harder . Payback time for what you did to me.
Gladys: That one hurts even more but I am more focused. I grab one of your thumbs and yank it back. “Let go of my throat or I will break it off.”.
Brook: “Aw! You’re breaking my thumb!”
Gladys: “That’s the intent unless you let me go!”
Brook: “NEVER!” but I do let go and smack you hard across the face hoping to stun you enough into letting go of my thumb.
Gladys: WHACK! Your slap turns my head. I twist my shoulders with the flow hoping to roll you off. Help you along by bending your thumb further back.
Brook: The pain in my thumb is excruciating but I am not going to let you get away. I grab your arm and start to twist you back while I jerk my thumb away. FREE AT LAST!
Gladys: ‘Thanks for the help’ I think as swing my elbow towards your jaw. Your pulling pulse twisting my shoulders back puts a lot of force and speed behind it.
Brook: CRRAACCKKK! It feels like my jaw has been dislocated. I fall to the side stunned.
Gladys: I push you all the way off me before your can come to your senses. I roll you onto your stomach. And jump on your back.
Brook: I am out for a few seconds or more. When I come to I feel your fat ass on my back. “Oh no, hear comes another camel clutch” I think in fear.
Gladys: Got other things in store. Already done that. I am facing backwards. Can’t help but give your bare ass sticking up a few good whacks.
Brook: Still too out of it to fight back my ass stings with your spanks.
Gladys: I bend towards your feet. Grab the ankle of the leg I crushed. Bend it at the knee and pull up. Then put my other hand under your knee and lift back!
Brook: “ARRRGGHHH!” My leg is already sore and now you torture it with a boston crab. “Let go, let go, you’re hurting my leg!”
Gladys: “Stupid slut, of course I am!” “Give up?”
Brook:
FUCK YOU ASSWIPE!”
Gladys: “Your choice. I gave you a chance.” I twist slightly, lean towards you head. Grab you hair and you’re your head back. “Let’s see if I can make them meet!”
Brook: “Ow, ah, ou, eek,….” My neck is wracked with pain as you pull my head back and lift my shoulders off the floor.
Gladys: “GIVE UP?” I scream at you.
Brook: “FUCK OFF!” I say as proudly as I can. “I’ll never submit to you. You’ll have to break my neck first.”
Gladys: “I just may do that.”
Brook: I plant my left hand on the sand, push up and twist as you lift me. With my other hand I grab you blonde hair and almost yank your head off I pull so hard.
Gladys: I fall back and can’t hold onto your leg. I roll off you to before you can attack me further.
Brook: I keep a firm grip on your hair vowing to myself to never let it go. I rise to my knees intent on standing up and pulling you up..
Gladys: I can’t roll too far as you have ahold of my hair. I get to my knees just as you do. One hand goes you’re your hair and the other slaps you across the face.
Brook: “Ouch!” We both rise together. Instead of slapping you I smack your left boob with my right hand.
Gladys: “Owww! So that’s the way you want it.” We both know getting a submission will be virtually impossible. The only way to finish this is to slug it out. “THEN TAKE THIS!!” I scream in your face as I yank your head to the side and slam my fist into your firm abs.
Brook: I shrug off your blow to my firm, strong stomach. “You are going down, blonde slut!” I shout back as I hit the left boob again. Better to work on one tit and beat it to mush is what I am thinking.
Gladys: “Bloody hell!” I yell as my breast is aflame with pain. I let go your hair and hit your tits with two quick punches.
Brook: “Damn, that hurt.” I mutter involuntarily. I wasn’t expecting those punches. My boobs are in better shape than yours having only been brush burned. I haul my right hand back and throw a haymaker at your head that will knock you out of the county.
Gladys: You punch is telegraphed and easy to duck under even as I hear the air whoosh over my head. I slam my left into your gut as you are moving forward. Follow up with a smash to your left breast that flattens it as you bend forward.
Brook: “Oaffff….. Yeek…” Air escapes from my lungs. Prevents me from shrieking as you pound my tit.
Gladys: I grab your hair and pull your head down even more so I can knee you in the face.
Brook: Stupid cxnt, I now have a clear view of my target. As you start to raise your knee I have to swing a huge upper cut right between your chubby thighs..
Gladys: WHAM! WHOP! You blow hits perfectly and stuns me. I quickly back up to regroup.
Brook: I charge at you as you stumble backward wanting to keep you on the defensive. Both hands go into your hair to rip out as much as I can.
Gladys: I you’re your hair with one hand. I grab your hair with the other hand but it isn’t on your head. You don’t have a big bush but it is enough to get a good grip. I star pulling you around by both sets of hair.
Brook: Your puny bush is as fragile as your hair but I have to fight fire with fire. I grab your sweaty peach fuzz and we begin stumbling around tearing out strands of hair from head and pussy.
Gladys: I kick you shins.
Brook: I answer back in kind.
Gladys: Can’t kick hard as we are too close so I ram a knee into your thigh.
Brook: THUD! A solid sound rings out as you knee me. I knee you. SPLAT! resounds as your thigh has a lot more fat on it.
Gladys: We stumble over towards Rikki and I drop some of your coarse pubic hair in his lap. Then let go of your pubics to hit you with an upper cut to your left breast. I can see Rikki likes the way it flies up and then continues to giggle and oscillate afterwards..
Brook: Not to be outdone I give Rikki a handful of your blonde (must be dyed) cxnt hair. A punch is too good for you. I let go your fuzz and sink the fingers of my right hand deep into your boob, twisting and squeezing as I do.
Gladys: I you’re your hair as hard as I can and pound your tit again before grabbing your nipple and almost twist it off.
Brook: “So you want to have a tit fight, do you? I though you said that wasn’t the way to win a catfight. But if that is what you want you will get it. You sagging boobs are easier to grab and more tender than mine. This si a battle I will win.” I squeeze, claw, and pull trying to drive you to your knees.
Gladys: I clamp my teeth together to prevent screaming. I attack your boob even more viciously. I know my fingers and wrists are stronger than yours. Soon your tit will be worse off than mine.
Brook: I release your tit long enough to slug you on the cheek then grab your boob again.
Gladys: Your punch hurts but you cannot put your weight into it so it isn’t devastating. I prefer to slap you as I know that stings much more. Then I start kneeing you wherever I can as we dance around the room – one hand pulling hair and one hand mauling a tit.
Brook: Not sure what this looks like to spectators as I knee you also. Once or twice we bump knees and that hobbles both of us briefly.
Gladys: Once again I let go of your boob and drive my knuckles into your gut.
Brook: “Another stupid move, cxnt” I gasp as your punch hits a tender sport where you hit me before. I slam you in your chubby belly and can feel the fat bounce around my fist.
Gladys: We pull each other down by the hair. Both bent over at the waist now are intent of trading punches to the stomach, breasts, kidneys and wherever we can hit. We both try to slug between the legs but that area is out of our reach.
Brook: Looks like this slugging will continue until one of us goes down. IT WON’T BE ME!!!!!
Gladys: IT WONT” BE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Brook: “cxnt!”
Gladys: “BITCH!”
Brook: “SLUT!”
Gladys: “COLD FISH!”
Brook: “TRAMP!”
Gladys: “SNOB!”
Brook: “DUMB BLONDE!”
Gladys: “AIR HEADED BRUNETTE! “
Brook: “TAKE THAT BACK!”
Gladys: “MAKE ME!”