CHAPTER ONE: HARMONY’S FIRST FIGHT
Call me Ishmael.
I am starting this journal to tell the story of my girlfriend Harmony, who always wanted to take part in the violent world of underground catfighting, and finally got her wish.
We got together shortly after high school, and knew we were in love right away. When we first started dating she used to tell me stories about fights she’d been in with other girls in school, and immediately realized that it turned me on something fierce. Since we went to different schools, I had not witnessed any of these brawls, but she loved describing them in explicit detail to me and had apparently never lost a fight. The stories never failed to give me an erection, so she would always talk about her fights when she wanted me to fuck her. (Which was a lot.)
Eventually she said she wanted to beat down another girl right in front of me. In fact, it was her lifelong dream to travel to the fabled Green Tower City, where a BRUTAL underground death fight circuit existed, though I admit this prospect worried me a little. (Especially since I had never even seen her fight.) I persuaded her to start out a little smaller. Maybe a good ole fashion bedroom catfight would get her juices flowing enough.
“How about tonight?” she pleaded. “I NEED to beat some bitch to a pulp. It’s been way too long!”
We came up with a plan. She really wanted to fight another girl over me in our bedroom. My job was to go out and find (in her words) “some pathetic skank I can waste in front of you.” Afterwards she said we would fuck like wild ANIMALS while her vanquished opponent lay on the floor of our room. I did not want to see my girlfriend get hurt, but she seemed extremely confident in her fighting skills, and I didn’t want to let her down by not believing in her.
“All right I think we can make this happen. Are you sure you want to do this?” I said, and she responded by pushing me down onto the bed and climbing on top of me, kissing me. We made out for a few minutes and my hardened dick was throbbing with excitement. I started to undo her pants but then she quickly dismounted me.
“Not until after I win, baby. I fight better when I’m horny!” and with those words she disappeared through the door. Her expectations were clear. I headed out into the night.
Thanks to the XY Virus that ran its course through the human population some time ago, it is not that hard for a guy like me to get laid. You see, I am one of the last male humans left on the planet. At this point, women outnumber men 99 to one, and I am a member of the final generation in which men were still being born, so I’m also one of the youngest men left, and that makes me a commodity. I love Harmony though, so I want the reader to be absolutely clear that everything that happens in this epic tale I’m about to unfold, was at her own behest, and, as you will eventually see if you stick around, it turned out pretty good for her. Although eventually…well, now I’m getting into “spoiler territory”, so back to the story at hand…
I walk into the closest bar to our apartment immediately drawing the attention of everyone there. There’s only 2 other guys there, and I know them fairly well. Sam is in his 70’s and is sitting at a table with three gorgeous women who ranged anywhere from 25 to 50. They are clearly fascinated by him and are hanging on his every word like its water in the desert. He looks up at me and gives an enthusiastic wave. I smile and wave back. He is not sleeping alone tonight. What a life that guy has! At the bar I see Big Robert. He is a mammoth of a man who is I believe around 50. He weighs well over 300 pounds is balding though he grows the rest of his still jet-black hair out long which makes him look kind of like a giant-sized Ron Jeremy. He is sitting at the bar talking to a gorgeous Amazon with long black hair and a magnificent figure. He has one of his wives with him, Carly I think, and she is engaged in telling a humorous story to the tall dark-skinned woman. I can tell they are going to bring her home to their house and other wives for the night. Being so greatly outnumbered by females does have its advantages, even though many of them are clones of their mothers, but that is information for the Science and Tech journals. We give each other a friendly wave. We are all brothers. I know a day will come when they are gone, and I only know a handful of other guys, and they are all at least a few years older. The thought makes me sad, but then I get back to my business. I scan the room. It’s not a particularly busy night. There’s maybe 2 dozen women in here, and other than the ones who are already with Sam and Robert they are all looking at me.
At first I worry that there is nobody here I feel comfortable matching up against Harmony. Some of them look like professional MMA fighters. There muscles bulge and they have a seriously angry disposition. I don’t want to get Harmony killed. Then I see her. A slender, drop dead gorgeous red head with straight hair in a shoulder length bob. She is smiling at me. I approach her.
“Hi, I’m Misty” she says and pulls the seat next to her out for me. We start to talk…”
2 Hours Later.
“Wanna head back to my place?” I ask. The booze is settling nicely, and Misty has her hand running up and down the inside of my leg. I am horny as hell.
“Will your girlfriend be there?” she asks. The question doesn’t really surprise me that much. I had a feeling she knew all along what I was up to, but seemed more than happy to go along with it.
“Ummm…” I start to stammer.
“Of course, you have a girlfriend! At least I hope you do, and I also hope she wants to fight.”
At this point she slides her hand right up over my crotch and my dick throbs with excitement. In fact, I very nearly jiz right into my underwear. She suddenly takes my hand and starts to pull me up from my seat.
“Let’s get going, baby. Here I got the tab.” And with that she casually tosses a hundred-dollar bill onto the bar as we walk away.
“See you later Louise!” she calls out to the lady behind the bar.
“Knock em dead, Misty” she responds. My heart is pounding. It seems like Misty has done this before. I hope Harmony isn’t about to get beaten to death in front of me, but there is no backing out of this now.
It only takes us a few minutes to get back to our apartment. Harmony is nowhere to be found. We go in the bedroom and Misty quickly disrobes, stripping down to a pair of light orange cotton panties. She climbs onto me, wrapping her legs around me while I sit on the edge of the bed. We make out for several minutes while I massage het butt, feeling the way the cotton fabric stretches tightly over her firm round buttocks. She is slender but her body is FIRM. My heart beats a little faster. Did I screw up? Is my girlfriend about to get her clock cleaned. I gasp suddenly as Misty slides down onto the floor in front of me. She takes my dick in her hand, and that’s when Harmony strolls through the door, wearing nothing but her favorite light green terrycloth panties. Her breasts are rising and falling rapidly with excitement and her nipples are HARD. She is ready to fight! For the second time I almost lose my pud right then, but I scoot back on the bed.
“BITCH GET OFF MY BOYFRIEND!” Harmony howls as she steps into the room.
“HHHSSSSSSS…..” Misty hisses like a cat as she slowly rises up next to me, running her fingers through my hair as she rises.
They each take a couple long strides across the room until they are standing just a couple feet apart. Their breasts rise and fall quickly as they suck in air, preparing for battle while they size each other up.
I have no idea how this is going to go.
CRACK!
Harmony starts the fight out with a SAVAGE slap that whips Misty’s head around.
“YEAH! GET HER BABY!” I call out but then cover my mouth with my hand. There’s a certain etiquette that should be followed in this situation. I am supposed to remain neutral during the fight. But I really do want my baby to win this fight.
THUD!
Misty swiftly steps forward and slugs Harmony in the gut.
THUD!
Harmony returns the gut punch immediately and Misty doubles over. My girl really CAN fight! I’m getting very excited now. I hope she puts Misty down quick because now I really want to FUCK!
THRACK!!!
It happens so fast I barely realize what happened. Misty PULVERISES Harmony with a lightening fast jab that sprinkles the air with a spray of blood. Harmony drops to her hands and knees. My stomach drops.
“OOohhhhhh…” Harmony lets out a low moan of pain mixed with fear as she crawls away from Misty.
“Where do you think you’re going? We’re fighting over a MAN!” Misty snarls as she follows along behind her.
TO BE CONTINUED...
