[boobytrap]

Love a Pelas fight, and love it more when she comes out on top!

[Nicole S]

Max VS Penny - Ball Pit Blitz



"Did she fall in - where did she go?" asked the producer of the event as he sat forward in his chair. In front of him stood Penny, standing upright as she looked around herself nervously. She was clad in a pink lace bra that pushed her perky breasts up nice and high. She had a pair of matching panties that hugged her delicate hips, as she hesitantly leaned forward to look down at the floor to try and see through the mosh pit she found herself in.

The newest battleground that had been chosen for their latest bout proved that the two American beauties could fight anywhere and it would get asses in seats. It had been a while since the two ladies had had a fight, and both jumped at the opportunity before they had even heard at which venue it would be held. Both would later admit in hindsight that they would have even fought in a back alley for the chance to go at one another - their rivalry transcended any preferences they had to their location. Luckily, a back alley was no place for the two women, despite their money-troubled upbringing. Their next fight took place in an opulent hotel, with the ballroom closed off to anyone under the legal drinking age for tonight's match. A lot of close friends were here to watch, but more importantly... a lot of rich socialites who had come to bet on which American coast held the better woman.

As Penny looked to the producers sitting in the front row, her arms at her sides to convey a question of what now?, she felt something brush up against one of her shins. She nearly stumbled over as she took a step backward, her other foot instinctively kicking in front of her. As she extended her right leg, an arm appeared from below and seized her ankle, pulling back hard and toppling the blonde to the floor. No sooner did Penny lose her balance then up came Max Black, smashing through the ball pit's coterie of brightly-coloured plastic balls and sending dozens of them flying into every direction as she made her recurrence into the fight. Max looked around and then down at her own bust, clothed in a black lace bra that was packed to the brim. She reached down and plucked out one of the six balls that had snagged itself in her ample cleavage, shaking her assets to both dislodge the remaining balls whilst intimidating her Californian opponent at the same time.  "Come on, sugar tits! Don't be mad that you can't fit as many into that small rack of yours," Max taunted as she watched the blonde's eyes lock onto her breasts with indisputable jealousy.

Penny clamoured to her feet and tried to tackle Max's legs, but the buxom brunette had other plans in mind. Max steps aside as Penny dives into a flurry of balls, quickly recovering as she goes for another pounce. This time, she slams up against Max as her 32Cs heroically challenge the brunette's 34DDs, actually causing the brunette to lose her footing and stumble backwards into the pit. Max licked her lips as she grinned, she was never one to turn down a titfight... and never one to lose one either. Penny knew that last part just as well, and in fact did not have any inclination of actually going jug-to-jug with the east coast waitress. Instead, as Max came back at her ready to thrust her best assets into the frey, Penny instead gripped Max's hips and let loose an animalistic shout as she twisted both of them into the pit below, disappearing under the sea of multicolour!

Everyone watching the fight is leaning forward in their chairs, while the camera operators are darting around the pit trying to ascertain where the two leads will inevitably pop up to continue their battle. Muffled shouting and struggling could be heard and seen beneath the ball pit as every so often, an arm or leg would pop up into view before being pulled back down out of sight. At one point, Penny tried to stand up, only to be pulled back down as Max's arms seized her waist and dragged her back below. A few seconds later, Max would try the same escape, only for Penny to rise up behind her and apply a reverse bearhug onto the brunette, her arms compressing the brunette's huge rack as she pulled the east coaster back down.

After what felt like ten minutes, Max stood up first, her breasts heaving wildly as her panted loudly. One of her bra straps had been torn, which prompted her to remove the garment altogether and toss it to the side of the pit. Her bare breasts were soaked with sweat, giving off a sheen that held every gaze in the room. Smiling once she knew every onlooker was watching, Max reached down into the pit and grabbed the blonde by her golden hair, 'helping' her out of the pit as Penny cried out from her locks being pulled so rudely. She then wrapped her arms around Penny's waist and, with a deep grunt, hoisted the L.A. native up to her feet and then in the air as she forced the west coaster into a constricting bearhug, Penny's smaller pair slowly disappearing into Max's fearsome frontage as she fought to break the embrace. Max let gravity do the rest of the work as her body suddenly turned to dead weight against Penny, forcing her body against the blonde's as the two fell back into the pit with a huge splash. Max panted hard as she lifted her 34DDs and positioned them over the blonde's face, before plunging Penny's world into darkness as she laid on her patented breast smother.

"A tale as old as time - you trapped between my beautiful breasts!" Max sneered. Penny thrashed, displacing the balls in the pit as her legs kicked out helplessly. The brunette's smirk grew as Penny was close to succumbing to the smother, her reddened face obscured by Max's glistening globes with only her panicked expression visible from Max's view. Penny's squirms then slowed down, as the blonde gave one last breath against Max's deep cleavage before going limp. It was a noble effort, but the girls had been fighting for years, and Max knew every trick in the blonde's playbook. Worse yet, this was one that Max herself had tried and failed on a few occasions herself, "Nice try, princess, but your cute face has been between my juggs more times than any of my exes... and I can tell when you're faking!"

"Shit...!" Penny's eyes snapped open in fear as she let out a loud, muffled scream into Max's bosom. The blonde beauty once again continued thrashing helplessly, expending a large portion of her remaining oxygen upon being called out by the New York waitress. After another minute of what Max now knew was legitimate struggling, Penny could only squirm feebly as she was at last snuffed into oblivion by Max's triumphant breasts. Max leaned forward cruelly, pushing Penny's face beneath the pit as she pressed her double Ds against the blonde's pretty features for another few seconds. Soon enough, the blonde's body ceases to move altogether as Max lifts Penny's upper torso toward her... before letting her unceremoniously drop back into the pit. Max stands up wobbly, but victorious, and holds a closed fist up in the air. Her palm opens to reveal the torn remnants of Penny's pink brassiere, having been removed from the blonde while they were struggling below deck. Max stuffed the bra between her envious breasts for safe-keeping -- which made it all but disappear from view in a not-so-subtle display of her proud assets -- before planting a foot on the defeated blonde, pushing her down beneath the balls as she looked ahead in anticipation towards their next fight.

[Jackflash Jump]

Nicole, this is magnificent! Truly at last, the Max/Penny feud achieves a sublime level of combat.  Thank you so much for this!   

[The Italian]

Zazie Beetz vs Scarlett Johansson



It started when someone at a party jokingly asked: "Who would win between Domino and the Black Widow?". The discussion soon escalated and since no agreement was reached with the theory, the two women decided to move on to practice and in the midst of the guests cheerings Scarlet and Zazie stripped to their underwear and went at it.
Of course it wasn't a flashy and fast paced martial arts fight; but rather a wild, old fashioned hairpulling, tit-twisting and pussy grabbing catfight. And while there wasn't real hatred between them, both women were absolutely determined to win.
In the end, as Zazie was laying on the ground, Scarlett went on her knee and tried to mount on top of her. But Zazie was able to wrap her legs around Scarlett's waist and started squeezing with all her strenght but Scarlett reacted by digging her nails into Zazie breasts.



The guests understood that this was the focal moment of the fight as the two opponents remained for a while stuck in mutual torture; but finally, with a grunt of pain, Scarlett released her grip on Zazie's breasts and dug her nails into her thighs to try and undo the grip of her legs.
But Zazie grinned her teeth and kept her grip and even took the opportunity to grab Scarlett's dangling breasts.
Subjected to this double torture, Scarlett screamed her surrender.
Zazie got up and ignoring the cheering crowd offered her hand to a surprised Scarlett helping her to rise.
"It was a good fight" said Zazie "And it was fun. No hard feelings?"
"No hard feelings...but I want a rematch."
"Deal!"
With a smile the two woman embraced as the guests cheered louder, thrilled that there would be another match between these two amazing fighters.

[Nicole S]

Nicole, this is magnificent! Truly at last, the Max/Penny feud achieves a sublime level of combat.  Thank you so much for this!   

Hi Jack! I hope you're doing well!
Thank you - that means so much to hear. I have had horrendous writer's block so I'm glad I was finally able to whip up something! Time to brainstorm some more shorties for here, hehe.

[Sandman13]

Good to see you back, Nicole. Thanks for the great story.

[Jackflash Jump]

"SHE'S FINISHED!"

This is a bit of a follow up to a post I did back in December, although this time, instead of being set in a pro ring, the fighting style du jour is the womanly art of catfighting.

Oh, and as before, the bad girl always wins.   

Each of these are the final moments of a match, when one beauty is undeniably triumphant over her adversary, and basking in the glow of victory...

Kaley Cuoco vs Esther Baxter



The blonde let out a heavy grunt as she was slammed chest-first into the penthouse wall.  Dazed from the impact, Kaley staggered backward, leaving two near-perfect circular indentations in the drywall, the result of her 34c's forceful collision with the wall (the owner would afterward hang an empty gilded frame around the dents, proclaiming them works of art!).

The woman who delivered her into that wall, Esther, let a cruel smile come across her lips, as she realized that after their long and grueling contest, she was on the verge of conquering the blonde at last.

As the stunned Cuoco stood on unsteady legs, Baxter kicked behind each of her knees, dropping the blonde onto her knees.  A yank of tangled golden mane put Kaley on her back, with her legs still bent at the knees under her.  The bronzed beauty then began to savagely stomp at her opponent's belly, breasts and head, quickly rendering Cuoco senseless and hapless as Baxter finishes her off. 

With her foot then planted between Kaley's bare and battered breasts, Esther raises her arms and claims her victory.


Kate Upton vs Megan Thee Stallion



The two curvaceous beauties hammered away at one another with chest chops, each blow sending their bare bosoms bouncing wildly as they yelped and moaned in pain.

Suddenly, Kate shifted tactics and raked her nails across the shrieking Megan's eyes, momentarily blinding her.  That gave the blonde the precious seconds she needed to grab her opponent and, as Upton dipped her knees, pulling the startled battler across the blonde's shoulder.  Before Megan knew what was happening, she was snared in an over-the-shoulder backbreaker!

Her cries of torment filling the penthouse as her lush body was agonizingly bent across the shoulders of her rival, it wasn't long before Megan was shrieking her submission.  Viciously, Upton then slammed her beaten foe to the carpeted floor, then placed a foot upon the body of the stunned brunette and struck her victory pose.


Flashback 1979: Linda Blair vs Charlene Tilton




The spectators had been awe-stuck by the savage brutality displayed by the two young blondes, their hatred for one another fueling their fury.  Stripped down to their bikini briefs, their buxom bodies sheathed in sweat as they each panted for breath, struggling against exhaustion, they had been battling to a near stalemate.  Now however, the tide was about to turn.

Linda managed to land a slap to Charlene's face, her palm cracking across her rival's cheek as Tilton's head snapped sharply to the side, emitting a spray of perspiration beads.  Stunned, Charlene staggered several steps, instinctively turning her back to her foe so as to better shield herself from further attack.  However, that was just what Blair wanted, as she leapt up on her adversary's back, wrapping her legs around Charlene's waist while she snaked her arms around her rival's throat with a chokehold!

Charlene stumbled around, her trembling legs straining to carry the weight of her oppressor.  Her eyes were wide with panic and her face turned a deep red as she struggled for breath.  Linda, sending that at long last victory was within her grasp, smirked and gave a sinister chuckle.

Soon enough, Tilton collapsed to the floor, helplessly captured within the limbs of her nemesis.  Finally her eyes fluttered shut and she was driven unconscious.  Linda released her...but she wasn't finished with her yet.

First, she stripped the beaten girl on her panties; she then used Charlene's own bikini top to hog tie her wrists and ankles behind her, leaving Tilton humiliatingly helpless in the center of the room.


Emma Stone vs Anna Kendrick



Emma squirmed on her belly, but the weight of her opponent pressing her body down upon the redhead kept her trapped.  But Stone's biggest worry at the moment was the fact that she couldn't breath, thanks to Anna using her hands to cover Stone's mouth and pinch off her nose.
As her victim's movements grew sluggish and her moans weaker, Kendrick was certain that her triumph was inevitable now.  Tauntingly, she began to sing a lullaby to her opponent...

"Hush little baby, don't you weep
Anna's gonna send your ass to sleep
If you step up on me once more
I'll break your neck, you stupid whore"

And with that, Emma's tear-filled eyes closed and she passed out.  Gleefully, Anna stood up and let out a smug laugh as she gave Stone's unmoving rear end one final kick with her foot.


Flashback 1975:  Jenny Agutter vs Jane Seymour



Jane let out an agonized howl as her back was bent across her adversary's knee...but her anguish was only just beginning.

Not content to merely torture her rival's spine, Jenny magnified the torment by first, clasping her left hand across Seymour's windpipe, choking her; with her right hand, she viciously fashioned her fingers into a clawhold and clamped it down upon Jane's womanhood, which had scant protection beyond the thin fabric of her panties.

Both hands tightening as she continued to press down on either end of her victim, Agutter's beautiful face was a mask of cruel determination.  Jane's maliciously abused body trembled from the pain that wracked it.  Quickly enough, she managed to draw enough breath to croak out, "No...more..."

Disdainfully, Jenny released her holds and roughly shoved her conquered adversary from her knee, letting Seymour fall to the floor.  Rising up, hands on her hips, Agutter imperiously intoned, "Your Queen commands you to depart, peasant!"  Sobbing, Jane slowly and with great discomfort crawled across the floor and out of the room on her hands and knees.

[Golden Goddess]

Esther Baxter used to be way more popular around here. Fun seeing her back again.

[User1]

Alice and Eve demolished ScarJos tits badly, they really should now test each other out, I know they need to know who of them is better!

[HumanPerson]

Alice and Eve demolished ScarJos tits badly, they really should now test each other out, I know they need to know who of them is better!

What? Alice Eve is one person. The only other fight is with Rachel Brosnahan.

[User1]

Alice and Eve demolished ScarJos tits badly, they really should now test each other out, I know they need to know who of them is better!

What? Alice Eve is one person. The only other fight is with Rachel Brosnahan.

True, my fault!

[Jobberfan]

Would love to read more stories wit the super sexy Scarlett Johansson losing!

[Huver]

How about some deserving Scar Jo winning!

[Jackflash Jump]

FLASHBACK 2003: Kaley Cuoco vs Troian Bellisario



There's something tantalizing about watching two talented neophytes, equals in so many ways, battle one another.  Kaley and Troian, two 18 year old rising starlets, were among the most exciting newcomers to the celebrity catfighting scene in years.  At times in their contest they were like newborn colts, gangly and clumsy; other times, their combat instincts came to the fore and they were no less than magnificent thoroughbreds.  The end result was a match that was equal parts awkward and awe-inspiring, as the two fought to a bitter stalemate.

At least, it had been a stalemate up until the last few minutes.  The two combatants had been tumbling about in a tangle of limbs, grunting and panting for breath, their skin drenched with sweat, as they both struggled to resist exhaustion from overwhelming them.  Suddenly Cuoco managed to roughly shove Bellisario onto her back, and lunged at her; but the brunette, entirely by accident, swung her left leg up, and the heel of her foot slammed into Kaley's jaw, sending the blonde sprawling backward.  She sat there on the floor, legs spread out before her, eyes glazed as she rubbed her jaw with her hand.  Sitting up, Troian seemed uncertain of what to do next.  But after several long moments,  a look of steely determination fixed upon her face.

Scrambling with all of the speed she could muster, the black-haired beauty crawled behind her semi-stunned rival and, sitting on the carpet behind Cuoco, she wrapped her legs tight around the blonde's waist, locking her ankles.  Kaley was confused at first as to what was happening, but bitter realization struck her soon enough, as Bellisairo grabbed her matted golden mane and, with a sharp grunt, hoisted Cuoco up in the air with the power of her sculpted legs. 

A moment later, she brought Kaley crashing down for a Keister Bump.  The blonde had always been proud of how tight and modest her derriere was, but now she learned painfully that a lack of cushioning made the impact to her coccyx all the worse.  A jolt of electric agony shot from her tail bone up her spine, twisting her angelic face into a mask of torment.  Troian then repeated the move a second time, and then a third...but by now, she wasn't able to lift her victim quite as high, and the bumps weren't quite as effective.  Indeed, the brunette began to seriously worry that she had exhausted herself, but not done enough damage to Cuoco to prevent her from regaining control of the fight.  And that fear seemed to be coming true as Kaley frantically grabbed her tormentor's feet, and began twisting her bare toes in an effort to force the brunette to release her scissors.

A look of panic began to flicker across Bellisario's face, but an instant later it was replaced by one of fierce resolve.  Leaning forward, she snaked her right arm across Cuoco's throat, while her left hand grabbed the blonde by her hair.  Troian then tightened her arm, choking her adversary.  Kaley's eyes went wide with alarm as she was suddenly unable to breath.  Her hands now moved up to Bellisario's arm, trying to pry it loose, tugging at the limb, digging her nails into the soft flesh.  But the raven-tressed battler was determined, and she refused to relent in her stranglehold.

Many of the elite spectators could see Kaley's face, and see its color turn ever-deepening shades of red.  The blonde's eyes glazed over as she struggled to draw even the slightest gasp of air into her searing lungs.  She grew weaker, until her hands fell away from Troian's limb and her arms flailed feebly...and then they fell limp, as Cuoco's eyelids shut, she gave a gurgled whimper, and her body ragdolled.  She was knocked out.

Throughout much of this match, Troian had seemed to be disconcerted and uncoordinated (as had Kaley), owing to her youth and lack of fighting experience.  But that was past now.  Releasing her beaten opponent, she pushed the blonde aside and onto her back, where the slumbering Cuoco lay starfished as her chest heaved for precious breath.  Now, Bellisario rose up, not as some gangly, exhausted teenager, but as a magnificent Amazon warrior.  Planting a foot atop Kaley's chest, Troian put her hands on her hips, thrust her bosom out, and proudly stood there, basking in her triumph, a look of obdurate assuredness upon her features.  The spectators jumped to their feet to cheer her, awe-struck at having witnessed the baptism by fire of a mighty new combatant.

[snw]

FLASHBACK 2003: Kaley Cuoco vs Troian Bellisario



There's something tantalizing about watching two talented neophytes, equals in so many ways, battle one another.  Kaley and Troian, two 18 year old rising starlets, were among the most exciting newcomers to the celebrity catfighting scene in years.  At times in their contest they were like newborn colts, gangly and clumsy; other times, their combat instincts came to the fore and they were no less than magnificent thoroughbreds.  The end result was a match that was equal parts awkward and awe-inspiring, as the two fought to a bitter stalemate.

At least, it had been a stalemate up until the last few minutes.  The two combatants had been tumbling about in a tangle of limbs, grunting and panting for breath, their skin drenched with sweat, as they both struggled to resist exhaustion from overwhelming them.  Suddenly Cuoco managed to roughly shove Bellisario onto her back, and lunged at her; but the brunette, entirely by accident, swung her left leg up, and the heel of her foot slammed into Kaley's jaw, sending the blonde sprawling backward.  She sat there on the floor, legs spread out before her, eyes glazed as she rubbed her jaw with her hand.  Sitting up, Troian seemed uncertain of what to do next.  But after several long moments,  a look of steely determination fixed upon her face.

Scrambling with all of the speed she could muster, the black-haired beauty crawled behind her semi-stunned rival and, sitting on the carpet behind Cuoco, she wrapped her legs tight around the blonde's waist, locking her ankles.  Kaley was confused at first as to what was happening, but bitter realization struck her soon enough, as Bellisairo grabbed her matted golden mane and, with a sharp grunt, hoisted Cuoco up in the air with the power of her sculpted legs. 

A moment later, she brought Kaley crashing down for a Keister Bump.  The blonde had always been proud of how tight and modest her derriere was, but now she learned painfully that a lack of cushioning made the impact to her coccyx all the worse.  A jolt of electric agony shot from her tail bone up her spine, twisting her angelic face into a mask of torment.  Troian then repeated the move a second time, and then a third...but by now, she wasn't able to lift her victim quite as high, and the bumps weren't quite as effective.  Indeed, the brunette began to seriously worry that she had exhausted herself, but not done enough damage to Cuoco to prevent her from regaining control of the fight.  And that fear seemed to be coming true as Kaley frantically grabbed her tormentor's feet, and began twisting her bare toes in an effort to force the brunette to release her scissors.

A look of panic began to flicker across Bellisario's face, but an instant later it was replaced by one of fierce resolve.  Leaning forward, she snaked her right arm across Cuoco's throat, while her left hand grabbed the blonde by her hair.  Troian then tightened her arm, choking her adversary.  Kaley's eyes went wide with alarm as she was suddenly unable to breath.  Her hands now moved up to Bellisario's arm, trying to pry it loose, tugging at the limb, digging her nails into the soft flesh.  But the raven-tressed battler was determined, and she refused to relent in her stranglehold.

Many of the elite spectators could see Kaley's face, and see its color turn ever-deepening shades of red.  The blonde's eyes glazed over as she struggled to draw even the slightest gasp of air into her searing lungs.  She grew weaker, until her hands fell away from Troian's limb and her arms flailed feebly...and then they fell limp, as Cuoco's eyelids shut, she gave a gurgled whimper, and her body ragdolled.  She was knocked out.

Throughout much of this match, Troian had seemed to be disconcerted and uncoordinated (as had Kaley), owing to her youth and lack of fighting experience.  But that was past now.  Releasing her beaten opponent, she pushed the blonde aside and onto her back, where the slumbering Cuoco lay starfished as her chest heaved for precious breath.  Now, Bellisario rose up, not as some gangly, exhausted teenager, but as a magnificent Amazon warrior.  Planting a foot atop Kaley's chest, Troian put her hands on her hips, thrust her bosom out, and proudly stood there, basking in her triumph, a look of obdurate assuredness upon her features.  The spectators jumped to their feet to cheer her, awe-struck at having witnessed the baptism by fire of a mighty new combatant.

Really enjoyed this story and in my opinion the right girl won. I do wish she’d have given her rival a bit more humiliation but thoroughly enjoyed this.