[FSU]

Round 1 - Caged Catfight



“Hello, female fighting fans. You’re watching Weekend Rumble! I’m your host, Siri, and for the next three days you will be treated to a triathlon of sweaty, sexy struggling where two gorgeous brunettes fight to see who the better woman is... these girls may think this is a friendly competition, but by the time we get to round 3, I assume you, this will be anything but friendly... and now, the fighters!”

The door at the end of the room opened and a hooded figure stood there, waiting to be announced. Siri stood in the middle of the still opened octagon, getting out her microphone and saying “First off! Weighing 141lbs, standing at 5”6 with a 32F cup size... Aria Giovanni!”



Aria strode proudly to the middle of the empty room where the octagon was placed. Giving Siri a kiss on the lips as she entered, Aria took down the hood on her red robe and winked at one of the four cameras lining the outside of the octagon. She jumped up and down like a boxer, waiting for the other fighter to be announced.

“And now... her opponent...” Siri said as another hooded figure stood in the doorway. “Weighing 135lbs, standing at 5”10 with a 32F cup size... Jelena Jensen!”



Jelena, wearing a jet black robe, extravagantly headed towards the octagon, keeping direct eye contact with Aria as she made her way up the stairs. Giving Siri a kiss and a slap on the backside as she entered, Jelena pulled down her hood and put up both her hands in a fisticuffs pose.

The two met in the centre of the octagon, both smiling confidently as Siri stood between them. “Alright, remember ladies, this is the first of three rounds. If you lose this fight, you can still redeem yourself with two wins. If today’s winner wins round 2 as well, the tournament will automatically go to them... there are no rules, and all and every move is allowed. Any questions?... good, now return to your corners, remove your robes and wait for the bell.”

“So, bitch... are you ready to get a taste of the A-Bomb...” Aria said, trying not to laugh. Jelena chuckled in response, saying “hm... I’ve tried it before... it tastes delicious...”

They both giggled like schoolgirls as they kissed each other on the lips for good luck and returned to their corners.

Aria removed her red robe first, revealing a pink sports bra and tight red shorts with her hair tied in a ponytail. Jelena wolf-whistled at this, removing her own robe to reveal her royal blue sports bra and tight black shorts, with her hair tied in a longer braid that slumped over her left shoulder. They were both bare foot and wore fingerless black grappling gloves. They hunched slightly with their fists up, waiting for the signal.

DING! DING! DING!

[FSU]

The pair immediately lunged at each other, their covered breasts slapping together as they locked fingers and went forehead-to-forehead. This was a test of strength, and they seemed to stand still with neither woman budging as both put all their strength into the push against the other.

Jelena managed to wrap one of her legs around the back of Aria’s kneecap, pulling it back so that Aria fell back and Jelena landed right on top of her. “Oof!”

That hurt them both. Jelena had put a lot of force into her landing on Aria, but while Aria’s breasts were slightly smaller they were notably firmer, therefore causing the wind to get knocked out of them both.

Jelena struggled to get up and keep her distance, prompting Aria to say “where do you think you’re going?!” as she grabbed the V-neck of Jelena’s bra.

RRRRRRIIIIIIIPPPPPPP!!!

Jelena raised her arms over her head and rolled back, allowing Aria to tear the bra right off of her. She ended up on all fours as she swished her hair up, letting her bare breasts hang loose and jiggling towards the canvas as she prowled like a proud jungle cat.

Aria smirked smugly, dropping Jelena’s discarded bra on the floor and mimicking her opponent’s predatory position. Aria even decided to his with her hand clenches like a cat’s claws, prompting them both to laugh as Jelena said “alright, don’t get too into it... Rrragh!”

She managed to tackle Aria, grabbing the latter by her leg and armpit as she forced her against the fence of the octagon. With her head resting between Aria’s chin and shoulder, Jelena took the opportunity to clamp her teeth around her opponent’s collar bone, taking Aria completely by surprise.

“Gah! Fuck!” Aria groaned as Jelena kept biting her. before noticing that her left knee was directly between Jelena’s leg. “HE-YAH!”

Jelena became weak as a rag doll as Aria’s kneecap went into her crotch, clutching it painfully with one hand while trying to hold back a retaliating Aria with the other. This wasn’t any use, as Aria managed to push against Jelena so that the latter was lying on her back in the centre of the canvas.

Aria grabbed her opponent’s left leg, lifting it up and pushing it down so that it very nearly touched Jelena’s stomach. “One... two...”

Before the count hit three, Jelena managed to bend her leg over Aria’s right shoulder, using it to push her back down so they were both laying on their backs while sitting crotch to crotch.

Using all of her strength, Jelena managed to get up, saying “now... I’m gonna give your pussy a cheap shot! Ugh!”

Aria was winded as Jelena sent a quick but forceful punch into her crotch, grabbing the top corners of Aria’s shorts and pulling them down her legs.

Though they were both hurting, they managed to get on their knees while leaning against each other’s bodies in a clinching bear hug. Aria attempted to squeeze Jelena a little tighter to crush her opponent’s breasts with her own, but Jelena managed to swing them both round so that they ended up landing sideways on the canvas still in their forceful, grappling embrace.

Aria managed to shuffle Jelena’s head down to trap her face between her breasts, but was forced to free her after Jelena sent a punch into the left side of her lower back and left teeth marks on her now barely covered right breast.

“Ow! Oh-ho, That fucking does it!” Aria snapped as she dragged Jelena up again, swishing her head back and ploughing a hard head butt into Jelena’s forehead. As a dizzied Jelena managed to escape the grapple and tried to get away, Aria grabbed her opponent’s braid and yanked her back down to the canvas with surprising force.

“Ow...” Jelena groaned, rubbing the back of her own head as Aria took a hold of her shorts and, without even trying to be gentle or clean, tore them from her opponent’s legs with a loud RRRIIIPPP!!!

Trapping Jelena in a choke hold from behind, Aria tightened her grip as Jelena tried to wiggle herself free while gasping for breath. Aria wrapped her legs tight around Jelena’s waist and bit down on Jelena’s left shoulder almost long enough to draw blood. Jelena was clearly in agony from it, desperately trying to escape while her air supply decreased with every second.

“Come on... tap out... tap out... I’ll fucking kill you if I have to...” Aria tightened her grip even more, finally prompting Jelena to pull her arm up and rapidly tap Aria’s forearm in concession. “Yes! Ha ha!”

DING! DING! DING!

“And I declare Aria Giovanni to be the winner!” Siri said through her microphone as Aria released Jelena from the hold to let her breathe again. “Both of you will return tomorrow for Round 2!”

Aria wheezed out a laugh as she stood up, patting a still-kneeling Jelena on the back as she said “I don’t think this one can do Round 2, Siri! Looks pretty broken to me!”

“Pft... shut up, bitch...” Jelena snarked as she got up and picked up her discarded bra and both their shorts. Aria added her own bra to the pile Jelena was holding, both of them chuckling as they clambered out of the octagon and headed to the showers.

Round 1 Complete
Aria - 1
Jelena - 0

[FSU]

Round 2 - Oil Wrestling

Jelena and Aria both wore bikinis, Jelena’s being black while Aria’s was red, and stood in a rainbow-coloured, circular, inflatable paddling pool.

With a diameter of 8 feet, it was just barely big enough for them both to fit, though since close contact was the whole point, the enclosed space was perfect for it.

Having both been given a full bottle of baby oil each, they stood greasing themselves up and chatting about what was about to happen.

“So... you ready to get your ass beat again...?” Aria asked in a snarky tone as she rubbed the oil into her own cleavage. Jelena was busy rubbing it into her thighs as she scoffed and said “I’m sorry... again?”

She and Aria both smirked at each other, as Jelena said “round one’s basically a practice... doesn’t matter for the other two...”

“Unless you lose this round...” Aria reminded her. Both their voluptuous bodies were slippery, slick and shiny all over, but their bottles were only half-empty so they popped off the lids and emptied them out onto the canvas of the pool.

Siri entered with her microphone in hand, saying “alright, ladies. Here we are for round two! Aria Giovanni leads by a point to nil so far, and if Jelena loses this round she will also be forced to forfeit the rest of the tournament... all forms of contact are legal, and the first to get a three count or have her opponent to give up wins!”

“Alright, we get it already... let’s just fucking do this!” Jelena snapped impatiently, prompting Siri to scoff as she said “alright girls... go to your corners of the pool and wait for the bell...”

Jelena and Aria did as they were told, stretching their arms and legs so that had plenty of energy and flexibility for their fight. They both stood proudly as they faced each other with confident, smug grins on their faces.

DING! DING! DING!

[FSU]

The two wrapped their arms around each other, both of them squeezing tight to try and crush the wind out of the other. The oil they were standing on was slippy and they struggled to stay up, with Aria eventually forcing Jelena onto her knees until they both slipped up and ended up face-first on the canvas.

With their breasts already having slipped out of the cups, Jelena straddled Aria as the latter tried to get back up, wrapping her arms around her waist from behind and squeezing so that her breasts pressed on Aria's back. Aria moved backwards, forcing Jelena back against the side of the pool and trapping her there. Jelena moved her hands up so she was holding Aria's breasts and also wrapped her legs around Aria's waist.

"Pft... if you wanted a hug, why didn't you say so?!" Aria freed her breasts and, with Jelena's legs still crossed around her waist, manoeuvred herself to turn around so they were face to face again. They moved back toward the centre of the pool, with Jelena being forced onto her back as Aria pressed downwards onto her front. Both their nipples were erect, with Aria's poking directly into Jelena's breast flesh as the latter bit her tongue to cope with the sharp pain.

"Ow! Ugh! Fuck me!" Jelena cried out. Aria chuckled, saying "good idea... maybe later..." as she grabbed both of Jelena's wrists and pinned them down. She then managed to link her legs with Jelena's, forcing them to stretch out to either side so Jelena was completely subdued.

Siri noticed this, saying "alright, that's a pin! One! Two! Th..."

"GAH!" Before Siri could count to three, Jelena managed to buck her crotch upwards, surprising Aria as she managed to free herself and turned the tables. "How do you like it, bitch! Huh?!"

Jelena now took the time to return the favour of pressing her breasts onto Aria's, while forcing Aria to choke herself with her own arms. Aria spluttered for breath, eventually using the slipperiness of the oil to slide out of Jelena's grip and straddle her from behind. Jelena ended up on all fours as Aria knelt behind her, pressing against Jelena's backside and wrapping one of her arms around her pelvis.

With her free hand, Aria managed to grab the braid of Jelena's hair and pulled it back, forcing Jelena's head to lift upwards as they both groaned. Jelena used one of her hands to reach behind herself to try and get Aria to let go, but this gave Aria the perfect opportunity to buck her crotch into Jelena's backside, forcing Jelena to fall flat on the canvas while landing directly on her own breasts. "AGH!"

"Y'okay, J?" Siri asked, slightly worried that she'd have to stop the fight before Jelena quickly clambered onto the side of the pool, clutching her breasts as she wheezed. "I... I'm fine..."

"Not for long..." Aria snarked, prowling on all fours like a cat as she prepared to pounce. After removing what remained of her bikini top, Jelena gave a beckoning gesture with her hand that prompted Aria to lunge at her. This was a trick, allowing Jelena to slip out of the way as Aria went face-first into the side of the pool.

Jelena seized her moment, straddling Aria from the side this time and wrapping her legs around Aria's waist in a scissor formation. She forced Aria face-down to the canvas and grabbed her opponent's right arm with both her hands, pulling it back as Aria grunted in pain.

"You give up?!"

"Fuck you!" Aria snapped back, only to shriek louder as Jelena pulled the arm harder, bringing it just to the edge of breaking. "Come on, bitch! Tap out! Tap! Tap!"

"Alright, alright!" Aria snapped as she tapped the ground frantically with her free hand, her voice muffled slightly as she was still face-down on the canvas. "I give! I fucking give!"

DING! DING! DING!

“And I declare Jelena Jensen to be the winner!” Siri said through her microphone as Jelena let go of Aria's arm and they both sat back in exhaustion. “The score is tied up, and both of you will return tomorrow for Round 3!”

As they got up, Jelena grabbed Aria's other arm to stop her from leaving, smugly grinning as she said "tomorrow, you're mine..."

"We'll see about that, bitch..." Aria chuckled back, pecking Jelena on the cheek as they both went to the showers.

Round 1 Complete
Aria - 1
Jelena - 1