[Jimi]

Sophia Bush and Emmanuelle Chriqui appeared to be getting along well enough at the latest Hollywood event they were both attending, but that was only in the first few minutes. It didn't take long before they found themselves arguing over a movie role they were both in contention for. It was destined to be a big breakout role that could change either of their careers, and they were serious enough about getting the role that they both allowed themselves to get a little catty about it.

But then things spiralled out of control. Insults were hurled around about the other not being talented or pretty enough for the role, and soon those insults turned to burning hatred. They each decided the other deserved to be humiliated here tonight. They were so ready to get into it. They stood toe to toe, nose to nose, neither relenting from their stare into the other's intense eyes.

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(Vote for the winner, and I will endeavour to write short bits according to the votes as we go over the next five days, culminating in a winner as the voting closes. Feel free to suggest anything you like, as well, and I'll do my best to keep y'all satisfied as long as the voting allows me to. Thanks in advance! I haven't tried this before, so, we'll see how we go. It may be an experiment that needs a couple of polls for me to get the hang of. Or, we may get lucky. Either way, I hope you enjoy.)

Sophia Bush


Emmanuelle Chriqui

[Jimi]

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Their stare down continued for what seemed like an eternity. If looks could kill, it would be a double KO before a single punch was even thrown. Something had to give, and sure enough, it did.

Emmanuelle wound up first; a big slap headed straight for Sophia's pretty face. But, she saw it coming and reacted with lightning quick reflexes, jabbing her right fist out instinctively. Emmanuelle's hand never made contact.

"Aiiie!" Emmanuelle shrieked as her left breast was met by Sophia's quick jab. The reaction was more out of shock than pain, but it had been enough to thwart the Canadian's attack as Emmanuelle's hand suddenly darted to her jiggling orb.

"You slut!" Chriqui yelled. And retaliated in kind,  slamming her fist into Sophia's lovely left breast.

"Owwwgh!" Sophia's face told the pain that her breast had felt, but she reacted quickly again, reaching both hands out for Emmanuelle's hair. She buried her fists into the long dark locks and yanked hard, pulling her over forwards and tugging her foe's head under her right arm in a headlock, still facing Emmanuelle. "You'll regret that, bitch," Sophia shouted as she held the squirming Canadian tightly under her arm.

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[Jimi]

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With Emmanuelle's head trapped under her arm and bent over in front of her, Sophia brought your leg back, ready to deliver a powerful knee into her body. But, the Canadian beauty felt the twist of Sophia's hip and reacted by bringing her right hand up, hoping to grab at anything that might slow her roll.

The only thing she could seem to reach was the yellow material covering her foe's left breast. She dug her fingers in and pulled down hard, the dress giving easily and Sophia's left boob leaping out for all to see.

Sophia cried out in shock and instinctively let go, her hands rushing to try to fix her wardrobe malfunction. This gave Emmanuelle time to straighten up and shake her head. "Aw, I didn't expect a whore like you to be so shy," Chriqui said smirking smugly.

Before Sophia could find a way to put her breast away, Emmanuelle took the opportunity to punch her right fist deep into the pit of the American's tight abs.

"Oooofhhh!" Sophia doubled over, her exposed left breast swaying under her invitingly. Emmanuelle reached a hand underneath and  firmly grabbed at the stiffening nipple. She gave it a sharp twist, eliciting a shrill shriek from her prey.

Sophia wailed for a moment, but determined to put an end to the titty torture, she flashed her right fist up, catching Emmanuelle in the throat.

Chriqui gurgled and released Sophia's nipple, staggering backwards, her hands reaching for her windpipe and her eyes bulging as she tried to get air into her lungs.

In a fit of rage Sophia snarled and charged straight at her foe. Her right shoulder dipped and smacked into Emmanuelle's flat tummy, knocking her from her feet.

Emmanuelle landed heavily on her back, with Sophia on top. Chriqui reached up to sink her hands into Sophia's hair and the Californian cutie did the same, taking two handfuls of Emmanuelle's dark locks.

And then they rolled, over and over, both fighting for dominance and ripping at beautiful brunette hair until one could find a way to pin the other...

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[Jimi]

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They rolled and rolled, until a wad of dark hair fell to the ground and a loud squeal escaped Emmanuelle's lips. Sophia took the opportunity to slap Chriqui across the face and as the Canadian beauty's hands rose to her face, Sophia pinned her on her back and sat up on her tight stomach.

"Payback time, bitch," Sophia snarled as she ripped down the top of Emmanuelle's dress, exposing both firm breasts. Chriqui's mouth opened as if to protest, but only a scream came out as Sophia latched both sets of claws into the perky flesh and twisted viciously.

Emmanuelle wailed as her breasts were mauled. She kicked and screamed and bucked her hips violently. The motion almost knocked Sophia off, but her grip was strong and she kept her seated position.

Then Emmanuelle brought a hand up, looking for a way out...
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[Jimi]

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"AAAAAAAAAGHHIIIEEEEE!!!!"

Sophia screamed wildly as Emmanuelle's sharp nails raked down her exposed left breast. The abused orb wobbled about haphazardly on her chest as the pinned Canadian continued to torture it maliciously. Tears formed in Sophia's eyes and her hands quickly moved to tug at her foe's wrist, needing to alleviate the pain in her poor breast.

Emmanuelle sighed in relief as her chest found some relief and soon satisfied with her treatment of Sophia's left breast, she let go and roughly slammed her palms against the seated woman's chest, knocking her backwards off of her.

Sophia rolled away, clasping at her wounded tit, while Emmanuelle slowly pulled herself up to her hands and knees. Both were breathing heavily, trying to reset themselves and recover from their opponents vicious early attacks. They slowly rose to their feet, staring the other down with pure hatred.

"I'm going to tear that fucking thing off," Emmanuelle spat.

"Not before I rip both of yours down to your fat gut, bitch!" shouted a visibly angry Sophia.

And then they leapt at each other, hands coming up quickly, teeth gritted in exertion...

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[Jimi]

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Sophia's eyes lit up as her right hand slapped hard against her foe's naked left breast. But before she could latch a grip onto it, Emmanuelle's right fist smacked hard against her left eye.

"Arrg!" Sophia stumbled under the impact of the punch. Her hand quickly rose to her pretty face and she winced as she could already feel a lump and bruise forming just under her eye socket.

Sophia dropped to a knee, her hand holding her damaged eye, and before she could think to defend herself, Emmanuelle smashed her knee straight up into her rival's chin.

Emmanuelle grinned slyly as Sophia flopped onto her back, groaning. Chriqui wasted no time, straddling the stunned woman and ripping her yellow dress down further to reveal her delectable right breast as well.

"Maybe I'll rip 'em both off," the angry Canadian threatened before plunging her talons into Sophia's firm breasts and tearing at them viciously.

"Eeeaaaarrrrhhhhhghhh!" Sophia screamed and wailed and thrashed about as her lovely chest was womanhandled by her aggressive rival. Tears ran down the pained beauty's face as her orbs were tenderised and scratched while all she could do was buck wildly and plea in between sobs.

"P... Please... Em... my boooobs!"

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[Jimi]

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"No WAY am I showing you mercy, slut," Emmanuelle shouted as she continued to tear through tender flesh. "I told you, I'm tearing these puppies off!"

Emmanuelle's face was a mix of determination, sadism and glee. Sophia's, was full of tears.

Eventually the sinister brunette removed her hands from the tortured orbs to survey her handiwork. Sophia's once lovely breasts had been wrenched slightly out of shape and flopped miserably on her chest in black and blue with bright red scratches marring them. "That's only a taste of what I'm going to do to that smug face of yours," Emmanuelle spat.

Sophia raised a hand, looking for a way out, but Chriqui grabbed it and pinned it roughly to the ground. Then, with her right hand, started sending slap after slap across the pinned brunette's already bruised face.

Sophia bucked wildly, trying to dislodge her foe, and Emmanuelle moved both of her hands to bury them in the desperate woman's hair, holding herself steady as if riding a mechanical bull. Then with both hands tightly holding a sea of hair, Emmanuelle banged her rival's head against the floor, hoping to knock the fight out of her.

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[Jimi]

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Sophia could feel herself becoming dizzy. At some point instinct kicked in and she slammed a fist into Emmanuelle's firm tummy. It seemed to pause the Canadian's attack, so Sophia repeated the move again, and again. Then she bucked her hips once more and sent Chriqui tumbling off to her back.

Emmanuelle had certainly gotten better of the exchange to this point, and it was obvious Sophia was worse for wear as the both clambered to their feet. Sophia's movements were slower, sluggish, and her bruised face was still lovely in comparison to her heavily abused chest.

"You're going... to pay..." Sophia panted as she stood on weary legs.

Emmanuelle was smugly grinning. "You stupid bitch, I'm going to ruin you."

They came together again. Sophia flashed a kick with her lovely right leg, but Emmanuelle saw the move coming a mile away and caught the limb, forcing the battered beauty to hop on one leg. Then, with another sinister smirk, Emmanuelle punted her prey between her spread legs.

"Oooooooooowwwwwwwwhhhhhh!" Sophia howled and tried to clutch at her womanhood, but Emmanuelle kept a hold of her right leg. Chriqui then snapped the point of her elbow down onto Sophia's right knee, eliciting another scream from her. She dropped the limb and Sophia crashed to the mat in a teary heap.

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[Lookout!]

Wow!   Let me say that this is a really cool and ambitious concept!   I like it a lot.   Personally, I voted for Sophia and I think she's hugely underrated.     I'll be definitely following this to see how it turns out and honestly, looks like you're a pretty awesome writer!!    I'll absolutely be following this one to see how it turns out!     I'm really intrigued so far and think this is fantastic! 

[Jimi]

Thanks so much Lookout! I really appreciate it. This is the first time I've tried it, so I had no idea how it was going over. The feedback is very helpful indeed! I think the main thing I need to work out is timing. The first couple of days there were HEAPS of votes coming in. Now they have slowed down. I think maybe next time I'll just run the poll for three days instead of five like I have this time. Hard to tell what will work until I test it all out. Thanks for encouraging my experimentations!

And I agree that Sophia is hugely underrated. I'll be using her again, that's for sure. She's my favourite. Poor thing.

[Jimi]

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Emmanuelle sauntered over to her prey and grabbed both ankles, spreading Sophia's legs wide as the battered beauty continued to weep. "Come on slut, you should be comfortable lying on your back with your legs wide open."

Sophia's eyes flickered with rage for a moment, but that passed as soon as the malicious Canadian stomped her foot between Bush's legs. Sophia howled and tears flowed freely down her bruised cheeks as Emmanuelle ground her foot hard against her throbbing crotch.

Sophia was in absolute agony when Emmanuelle finally lifted her foot, only to stomp her foe repeatedly in her fit tummy, knocking all of the wind out of her and making her choke for air.

Emmanuelle had dropped Sophia's legs by now, but continued to stomp away at her midriff. Then, in a show of great resolve, the American  actress shot a foot up, catching Emmanuelle square in the crotch.

Chriqui screamed and backed away, bent slightly and cupping at her pounding womanhood. Sophia weakly and slowly rolled up to her hands and knees, gasping for air and trying to hold back her sobs of pain.

Sophia was still on all fours when Emmanuelle started to recover. Seeing her there in that vulnerable position, she could not help herself. "Fucking BITCH!" Emmanuelle shouted as she ran forward, punting Sophia between the legs from behind with all her might.

Sophia flopped about like a fish on the deck, cupping herself, her eyes open wide in terror. She had no chance of stopping Emmanuelle from laying beside her and locking in a head scissors, cutting off her airway completely between her lovely toned legs.

Sophia gagged and struggled as her air faded, while Emmanuelle squeezed her thighs tightly, grinning as she enjoyed the look of Sophia's reddening face and pain in her eyes.

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[1619626]

I love this idea! Hope you continue the concept

[Jimi]

Thanks heaps! I do plan to. Good to know a few people are reading it. I think I'll lower the number of days for voting in the future. This was five days, and we still have a day and a half to go. Probably not required, but, hey, I had no idea, haha. I may accept requests, but, I may also stick to my favourites. You just don't know. Haha. Gotta keep myself motivated I guess. I will occasionally take requests though, especially once I get a grip on it and find a good flow to making it work.

[Jimi]

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It seemed Sophia was out. It seemed impossible that she could mount a comeback from this position. Particularly after all the punishment she had endured. Her eyes were flickering, her face bright red, gagging as the last of her resolve was choked from her with Emmanuelle's gorgeous thighs.

But Sophia was one tough bitch, to the point of absolute astonishment. And she was angry. And she was hellbent on revenge now.

Emmanuelle shrieked as sharp claws were dug deeply into the sweet meat of her thigh. Sophia dragged her talons down, scratching up the lovely stems and soon it was too much for the dominant brunette and her legs shot open, allowing her to roll away from the seemingly indestructible American.

Sophia gasped and choked as she tried to fill her lungs with much needed oxygen. She was a sad sight; her face bruised and red, her naked breasts trying to heave on her chest but mostly just shaking pathetically in their sagging, mottled and scratched up state, and her once firm stomach also swollen and bruised. But there was a fire behind her eyes now, and that was the part Emmanuelle should have paid attention to.

"You don't know when to quit, do you?" Chriqui taunted confidently as she approached the disheveled beauty. "Oh well, if I need to beat you beyond recognition, I will. You're plenty ugly enough already though, this really isn't necessary. Just give up already, dumbass."

But Sophia refused to quit. She knew she still had some fight in her, and as Emmanuelle neared her, Sophia slammed her foot out, cracking it into her enemy's right knee. Chriqui's knee buckled and she let out a sharp scream as she dropped.

And then Sophia was on her.

The angry brunette leaped onto Emmanuelle, buried one hand in her hair and started punching her repeatedly in the face.

Emmanuelle's pretty features were battered mercilessly as Sophia sought vengeance. A busted lip and swollen eye later, Sophia dropped her moaning rival's head to the floor, just to send another slap hard across her cheek.

"Who's ugly now, bitch?!" Sophia shouted hatefully into her foe's face. She then planted her firm ass on the Canadian's tight stomach and ripped her hands into the soft flesh of Emmanuelle's luscious orbs. "Time for some revenge!"

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And revenge was exactly what she got. Sophia viciously twisted and clawed at Emmanuelle's lovely lady lumps until they resembled a similar state to her own. But still unsatisfied and fuelled by the desire for revenge and the burning pain in her own swollen chest, Sophia didn't stop, but rather changed tactics, slamming fist after fist into Emmanuelle's sagging jugs. Her breasts flattened against her chest with each heavy blow and the lovely Canadian was soon sobbing and shaking from the pain of the intense beating.

"What was that you said earlier?" Sophia asked mockingly. "Oh, right, that you were going to ruin me. I guess it's only fair then if I, you know..."

Sophia let her threat trail off, allowing Emmanuelle to imagine the worst, and she did, her eyes growing wide in fear at the thought of her new rival picking her apart piece by piece.

Sophia slinked down to Emmanuelle's feet and started to peel her dress down her lovely body and off of her long legs, until she lay in just a dainty pair of black lace panties.

Emmanuelle's face was a deep red with embarrassment, but Sophia just grinned. Then, Sophia grabbed at the waistband of Emmanuelle's panties, a wicked smile crossing her lips.

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