Hello,
Here is a new story that involves catfighting and more...
Enjoy,
-halhow3
SURREAL
By: halhow3
Date: October 12, 2023
...A Package Arrives...
The package come on a Thursday. When it arrived Carrie was very excited. Many of her friends had already ordered the device and their glowing recommendations had pushed Carrie over the edge.
Taking the box into the dining room, she sat down and carefully unwrapped it. The Surreal 3.0 was a black plastic box about the size of a shoe box with a power cord and two USB ports on the back. The plug for the NIU (Nerve Induction Unit) was on the front.
Of course some people thought the Surreal technology was pointless. After all Virtual Reality sets were now common place. Anyone could sit down at their computer or entertainment center and put on goggles or connect to a NIU and instantly be transported into a vivid and realistic 3D space.
But the Surreal unit was different. It allowed users to play back normal video clips or old movies. The Surreal unit would analyze the video then the user could select a subject and play the clip again. Connected to the NIU, the Surreal box would generate all the sights, sounds, smells and sensations as if the user was that subject be it person, animal or plant. This was all done using the powerful processors in the Surreal device paired with advanced and proprietary AI.
As the ads for Surreal said, it allowed the user to experience an environment from any perspective, unlike the limited one-person view of VR. The Surreal unit promised to transport the user into any scene. From movies filmed in the 1940s to home movies or clips from the Internet.
The Surreal 1.0 unit was limited and somewhat prone to glitches. Surreal 2.0 was both smoother and reliable but could only play back from the perspective of human subjects. Carrie had been tempted but was glad she waited. Surreal 3.0 was advertised to be ultra realistic and you could pick the perspective of any subject. Also the AI was capable of receiving feedback through the NIU and extrapolate. This allowed the user to take actions and receive responses not in the original video. It could turn any video into a life-like game.
Several of of the women in Carrie's group has one the versions of the Surreal device, hooked up to their home computers. Many used them to explore characters in their favor movies, such as Gone with the Wind or 50 Shades of Gray. A few of her closer friends had admitted to using the device to delve into porn. But Carrie had her own secret interest and desires.
Taking the device to her den, Carrie connected the unit to her computer. The setup was easy. You just plugged the device into the wall then connected it the computer using the two USB cables. Once that was done, she booted her computer and went through the application installation. She initialized the unit then connected the NIU to the front panel. Sitting back she pressed the NIU patch to the side of her neck, just below and behind her right ear.
After running the standard setup, she clicked on the test video, a girl running through a field chasing butterflies. After the clip was analyzed by the app, the app prompted her to pick a subject. She clicked on the girl. The app displayed two buttons, Play and Extrapolate. She clicked on the Play button and was instantly swept away.
She had wondered if transition would be a slow fade in but it was not. She suddenly found herself in the field, running and laughing, jumping up as she chased the large colorful butterflies. She could feel the heat of the Sun, smell the grass. The large butterflies were everywhere around her dodging and fluttering, she laughed and laughed.
The test clip only ran for 30 seconds then suddenly she was back in her chair, breathless and excited. The unit worked even better than Carrie had hoped and she had big plans to explore with it. To explore her darkest secrets.
...Trailer Park...
That night Carrie settled down in front of her computer, to really enjoy her new toy. Bringing up the app, she scrolled through a long list of video clips and finally settled on one titled, Trailer Park Fight. She has seen the clip many times before. Carrie got a thrill from watching women fight other women.
Clicking the Analyze button, Carrie watched as the video played back inside a window in the app. The confrontation happened between a blonde and a brunette between two dirty trailers in a run down trailer park. The entire clip wasn't quite two minutes long. Once the clip was complete the Surreal device took another 30 seconds to finish its analysis then prompted Carrie to select a subject. Carrie hesitated a second then clicked on the brunette.
The Play and Extrapolate buttons appeared. Carrie touched the NIU patch to make sure it was firmly in place then took a deep breath and selected Play.
Instantly she found herself standing barefoot in the grass, facing the blonde between the two dirty and rusting trailers. It was hot and there was the hum of insects in the air. She was dressed in a red tube top and a wrap around skirt, nothing else. The blonde was in a white bikini and barefoot. There was the smell of sweat in the air and cheap perfume.
The blonde glared at her and shouted, “Stay AWAY from my man you Ho!” The blonde had a bovine face and a nose that was a little too flat, but she had full, heavy breasts, broad hips and firm thighs.
Carrie could feel her heart racing as she felt herself mouth, “Fuck you cxnt! He loves Me!” Carrie felt heavyset and two cup-sizes larger than she was. She could feel her nipples stiffening and pushing out against the fabric of her tube top.
The blondes eyes widened in anger then narrowed again. The blonde launched herself at Carrie, leading with her left hand aiming her nails straight for Carrie's face.
Carrie felt herself bring up both hands and take a step back, but it wasn't enough. She was able to fend off the blonde's nails but their bodies collided and Carrie was forced backward against the trailer behind her.
The blonde was all over her, body to body and face to face. Carrie noticed the odor of coconut oil and realized it had to be the blonde's suntan lotion. Carrie felt her arms go around the blonde and up into her hair. She could feel her hands tugging at the blonde's hair, it felt greasy and slick.
Carrie could feel the blonde's breasts pressing into her own. The blonde go two handfuls of Carrie's hair and promptly bounced the back of her head off the trailer wall.
“QUIT FUCKING MY MAN”, the blonde shouted.
“HE ISN'T YOUR MAN BIMBO”, Carrie heard herself shout!
She pushed off the trailer with her ass and the two of them, still clutching and pulling hair, staggered into the grass between the trailers. The blonde SLAPPED her then, full in the face then dragged her nails down Carrie's left cheek. Carrie hear herself scream. She reached over the back of the blonde's left shoulder and got her nails in the blonde's face, scratching down the length of the blonde's nose and across her lips.
The blonde swung her around, trying to push her against the other trailer but Carrie shifted and pushed the blonde into it first. They fought body to body. The blonde yanked down Carrie's top, exposing her bare breasts.
Carrie knew this would happen of course. She had watched this video dozens of times, but to feel it, to FEEL the blonde forcibly baring her breasts, send a shiver through Carrie as she sat in her computer chair.
Carrie felt her right hand clawing at the blonde's sweaty back then ripping her white bikini top off. The blonde's breasts came spilling out only to instantly press full into Carrie's own bare boobs. The sensation of stiff nipples rubbing into stiff nipples was Electric!
The sounds of the two women fighting soon brought other denizens of the trailer park, who stood around them laughing and cheering them on. But no one of the dozen or so bystanders made any effort to stop them.
The blonde pushed off the wall of the trailer and the two fighting women stumbled back a few steps before their legs tangled and Carrie fell to the ground, pulling the blonde down with her. Down in the grass, they rolled over and over, pulling hair, scratching and fighting to be the woman on top.
At some point the blonde ripped off Carrie's wrap skirt, leaving her naked. Enraged Carrie tore off the blonde's bikini bottom and the two women fought nude in the grass. When the entire clip only ran for two minutes, it felt like Eternity to Carrie as she battled the blonde, pulling hair, clawing each other, even grabbing and twisting boobs.
Body fought entwined with body and Carrie could feel the blonde's udders dragging over her own, bare tummy slapping bare tummy, mound pushing into mound. The sensation of her rival's bare sex on her own was enraging. Both of them had Fucked him of course.
Eventually Carrie began to tire and the blonde began to assert more and more control. The blonde was on top longer, she was harder to buck off and soon Carrie couldn't get out from under her at all. The moment came when the blonde had her pinned to the ground, one hand in her hair and the other scratching Carrie's face. The onlookers cheered the blonde on. The women in the crowd were especially vicious in their suggestions. Carrie heard herself begin to cry and plead. The blonde slipped higher on her body, sitting on her breasts, pinning down her arms and looking down at her gloatingly.
The crowd grew silent as they waited to see what would happen next. Carrie felt herself pinned and helpless, the blonde could do as she wished. Suddenly she felt the the blonde slip forward, her sweaty, dirty pussy full in Carrie's face.
“Lick me”, she heard the blonde say. The crowd began to hoot and cheer. “Lick my cxnt or I'll ruin you for Life”, the blonde hissed. Tears streaming down her cheeks, Carrie felt her lips part, her tongue slipping out as she began to tongue her rival's dirty, sweaty snatch.
The clip ended and Carrie found herself back in her chair. She was covered in sweat and trembling. Reaching up she removed the NIU patch then took several deep breaths before reaching down to finger herself to orgasm...
...Extrapolation...
Carrie replayed the clip a dozen times, half from the viewpoint of the brunette and half from the perspective of the blonde.
Over the next month Carrie went through hundreds of clips. She fought as a Latina woman against another Latina in the dirt street of a nameless village. They fought naked at night outside some nameless cantina. She was a hooker fighting another hooker in a dark and grimy alley. She was a woman rolling on the floor at Walmart with a rival. Video after video, clip after clip.
She did old movies as well. She faced off with Raquel Welsh in a cave by fire light. She battled to be queen of the Amazons, she and her rival both covered in olive oil. She kicked a female assassin out a window. She fought a rival inmate from the chain gang in the middle of a swamp. She explored one old movie scene after the next.
After several weeks she decided to try the Extrapolate button. As the documentation explained Extrapolate mode used bio feedback. This would allow the Surreal device to read her bio-responses and translate those into words and actions in the 'Surreal Experience' as the glossy pamphlet described it. In turn the AI would modify the scene. From Carrie's understanding this meant she could fight back and the AI would respond.
Carried wondered over which clip to try first, she settled on a fight behind a convenience store in the middle of the night. She selected Extrapolate. Instantly she was following a woman with sandy brown hair around the corner of the building. The night air smelled of gasoline and trash from a nearby dumpster. The brunette was wearing a sleeveless black top and a short black skirt. Carrie had nearly black hair and was dressed in a short, stripped dress.
As soon as she turned the corner the brunette made a grab for her hair, without a word of warning. In the original clip the darker haired girl was yanked off her feet, rag dolled, kicked and left a sobbing mess. As the dark haired woman grabbed for her hair, Carrie stepped left and back. The dark-haired woman missed and suddenly Carrie was on totally new ground.
Lunging forward, Carrie got her by the hair and stepped back ...swinging... the other woman around. The dark haired woman stumbled to her knees and Carrie quickly kicked her in the bosom then the face.
The other woman doubled up and tried to pull Carrie's hands from her hair. Carrie quickly stepped behind her and forced her head down with one hand. Gripping the other woman's top with her right hand, Carrie ripped it right off her.
The dark brunette's boobs came spilling out and swaying. She cursed at Carrie, twisted around and wrapped both arms around Carrie's waist. All this was new, none of it had happened in the original clip. Carrie brought her hands inside and scratched the other woman's face. The other woman shrieked and pushed Carrie away. Carried tripped and fell.
Carrie tries to stand, but the other woman was on top of her at once. The dark-haired woman swarmed up Carrie's body, slapping and scratching. Carrie was forced onto her back. What followed was a dirty, ugly woman fight. Carrie ripped off the other woman's skirt. She went for Carrie's dress and panties. Carrie went for hers. Naked they wrestled in the dirt and grass behind the convenience store. A single harsh light at the back of the store illuminated their battle.
They twisted each others breasts, scratched faces, pulled hair and bit. Eventually Carrie got on the other woman's back, pushed her face in the dirt, reaching around and down, Carrie got two fingers inside her rival's cxnt. She clawed her, twisted, pulled, until the other woman was left a shivering, sobbing, moaning wreck. Rising from the body of her enemy, she spit on her, rolled her over, squatted down and pissed in her face. As the clip ended, Carrie found herself drenched in sweat and exultant. She had triumphed using only her own skill, wits and determination.
...Other Vids...
For week after week Carrie played through her collection of clips doing them all again in Extrapolate mode. The AI was a skillful opponent, learning from her own actions as well as gleaning additional information off the Internet. Carrie's win rates dropped from almost 90% in the early days to about 50/50 as the AI started to catch up.
Carrie began to explore other clips she found online. Videos of confrontations she had never really considered before.
In one video she fought as a female starling against another female starling for rights to a nesting box. They clutched at each other with taloned feet, pecked at each other viciously, plucked each other almost featherless.
In a second clip she was a female dog, a bitch, battling another cur bitch. Fighting for breeding rights and territory in an old abandoned junk yard. They clutched at each other, biting viciously, tumbling to the ground and wrestling. She could feel all eight of her rival's saggy udders pressed to all eight of her own. They fought and she got her teeth into the other bitch's throat and tasted the salty warmth of blood. She was trying to kill her rival when the other bitch YELPED, kicked free and fled. The video ended as she chased the other bitch across the junk yard and into the darkness.
The nature videos that Carrie began to explore had a primal, savage flavor she had never appreciated until now. In Nature there were no rules, there were no laws. Each fight was Win or Else. After a while, experiencing hen's pecking each other featherless and alley cats rolling in dirty alleys began to become dull. Carrie continued to seek more extreme experiences then one day she found the most exciting confrontation so far.
...The Queen...
The next nature clip to catch Carrie's attention was about honey bees. She watched it with rapt attention as the narrator described how sister queens competed to rule the hive. She watched as two sister queens emerged from their queen cells and then dueled on the hive floor. Rolling over and over on the waxy comb as each tried to plunge her stinger deep into her rival. It was a battle to the death.
After watching the clip a dozen times Carrie finally felt she was ready. Pressing the NIU patch firmly to the back of her neck, she relaxed in her chair, pressed Extrapolate and the Surreal unit began to play.
Instantly Carrie felt herself curled up, nude and cocooned, trapped in the dark and waxy confines of her queen cell. She could feel her body changing, her hormones surging, feeling herself transform into a Queen. She began to nibble at the waxy crown of her cell, tearing at it with her mandibles, pushing at it with her front legs, struggling to escape. From time to time she would pipe in her cell, call out and hear the answering sounds of her sister rivals. She knew she was in a race.
Finally she burst through the cap of her queen cell and pulled herself naked and wet from within. Dragging herself out onto the waxy comb, she stretched out, shivering and waiting for herself to dry. Several of the neutered females around her came closer and began to lick her nude body clean.
Feeling her strength returning, she begin to crawl around the comb. She came across other queen cell, she clutched it hearing the life stirring within. A rival. Clutching at the cap, she curled her abdomen inward and ...THRUST... out her stinger. It pierced the side of the waxy cap easily and she could hear the low scream from inside as she stabbed at her rival, poisoning her, killing her.
Thrilled, excited, elated, she crawled to the next queen cell, then another, dealing with each in the same way. But when she came to the fourth cap, it was already open and Carrie knew at once this meant a rival had escaped and was somewhere in the hive. A rival that was looking for her, hunting her.
She began to sing out to pipe. Calling to her rival to come face her. She crawled from one comb to the next, the naked and neutered females workers scrambling to get out of her way. Suddenly she heard an answer and called out again. She moved in the direction of the sound and soon it grew stronger, louder, she knew her enemy was close at hand.
Suddenly someone clutched at her from behind and to her left. She twisted around and saw another naked female, a Queen, grabbing for her with eager limbs. Twisting around she clutched at this rival, this sister and they went tumbling with each other across the waxy comb. Front to front now, they entwined their legs around each others bodies, gripping each other tightly. The death struggle had begun.
Carrie could feel the nude body of her sister enemy pressed tightly to her own. The scent of her hormones, mixed in the air with the hormones of her opponent, driving them both of them insane. They twisted and struggled on the waxy comb. Their fight exciting the nearby neutered females who formed in a nude circle around them. Queen struggled with queen, legs clutching and mandibles biting at mandibles.
Soon their abdomens were curling inward, pushing on each other as each struggled to plunge her venomous stinger into the other. As Carrie fought for her life, she could feel her stinger, the phallic symbol of her Power as queen FIGHTING the stinger of her mortal rival. Curling abdomen pushed and rubbed on curling abdomen, stinger hooking and pushing on stinger.
In the clips Carrie has watched, some queen bee fights were brief, others long. This one seemed to go on and on, as the two naked females struggled in each others grips, body tight to body and WRESTLING.
Carrie freed her mandibles from those of her rival and clutched with them at the others left foreleg. Gripping it she twisted half around, trying to curl her stinger inward and STAB into her sister queen's belly. Her rival twisted and curled as well, her abdomen curling around the left side of Carrie's body, the stinger extended hanging like a glistening dagger over Carrie's lower back.
Carrie released her grip on the leg and tried to turn more into the right side of her foe, but the other wiggled forward and got a grip on the base of Carrie's wings, then gripped them like a handle. Carrie rolled on top, her stinger plunging, but it scrapped and slide across the other queen's hard shell. From the underside, the other queen rolled Carrie over, then doubled up and THRUST, her stinger impaling Carrie's tummy ….penetrating her... violating her... then came the venom and the PAIN....
...Questions...
When Carried failed to come into work the next day and she didn't call, several of her coworkers were concerned. When she missed the second day, one of them, Janie, called the local police department and asked for a welfare check.
When the officers arrived at her apartment, they could see Carrie's body motionless though the curtains of a window and asked the building super to open her door. Once inside, they checked her and discovered that sadly Carrie was dead.
There were of course questions and an autopsy was performed. In the end the county coroner put it down to heart failure. There had been some warnings about the Surreal devices being a bit too realistic in the news of late. But he was never able to explain ...the small puncture on her stomach... just above her navel...
-The End
