Harriet Welsch (MIchelle Trachtenberg)
Shelby Woo (Brenda Song)Harriet and Shelby had begun sizing one another up from the first moment they met in spy school. The animosity between them was virtually combustible, as each drove herself to outdo the other. In the end, they both graduated with perfect scores...the first time anyone had done so in the elite, secret training academy.
Ordinarily, they would have been placed in lowly secondary positions within the super-secret government agency they worked for, there to bide their time and build seniority until one of the handful of top level agent spots became available. However, it just so happened that one was open now, and given how well they performed in their training, their superiors were willing to appoint one of them to that coveted place now.
But...which one? Both were superlative trainees, earning record-breaking scores. Further one-on-one testing merely saw them come to draws, settling nothing. Ultimately, it was a half-serious remark by one of the girls herself..."Just put us in a dark alley for ten minutes, and then give me the job!"...that brought forth a brainstorm. And that was how Welsch and Wu now found themselves facing one another across a "battlefield"...or, more precisely, the plushly carpeted living room floor of a New York City penthouse kept by the agency. The two junior spies were garbed in lace bras and panties (Harriet in red, Shelby in black), and were given only one rule: no permanent injuries. Other than that, no holds were barred.
As befits their extensive combat training, the first minutes of this match were a tutorial in technical grappling and martial arts. However, as the young beauties continually battled to a stalemate, frustration and anger led t the battle gradually growing wilder, until now it was little more than a savage catfight. Their nubile bodies entwined as they rolled back and forth across the floor, snarling and hissing like jungle cats, strands of hair littering the carpet, nail marks raked across their sweat-glistening flesh. The advantage swung back and forth between the two in the passage of eyeblinks; Shelby howled as her rival wrenched her lush body with an abdominal stretch...mere moments later, Harriet struggled for breath and consciousness as her adversary tightened a figure four headscissors on her...Welsch brings Woo to her knees with a clawhold to her face, and then Shelby brings tears to Harriet's eyes with a mandible claw.
Both beauties were pushed to their limits, and beyond. Between heavy pants for breath, they hissed curses at each other. Their superiors, watching the battle from the comfort of easy chairs, began to wonder if the pair would struggle to yet another draw, with neither able to best the other..
But it was then, with a banshee's howl, Harriet suddenly wrapped her arms around her opponent's waist, hoisted her up off of the floor, and then brought her back down so as to slam Shelby's groin into the chestnut-haired girl's outstretched knee. Now Shelby howled, but this was not in defiance, but rather in agony. Hands clutching her throbbing womanhood, she collapsed onto her back, fighting back tears as she bit her lower lip. Now, moving with all of the swiftness her exhausted body can muster, Harriet sits down upon her rival, her rear end settling down over Shelby's face, utterly smothering her. Woo thrashed wildly beneath her tormentor, but lacked the strength to throw her off. Welsch "rode" her as a cowgirl would a bucking bronco, until Shelby had nothing left to give, and she slipped into unconsciousness.
Triumphant, Harriet crawled off of her beaten nemesis...only to succumb to exhaustion herself, collapsing to the floor in a stupor, spent but victorious.
