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<<Hey sweetie >>

<<Hey honey>>

It was the beginning of the daily chat with my girlfriend. In itself, the chat would not be worth mentioning, it was no different from the other chats couples had with each other. Except for one aspect. Something made this chat special.

I was a big fan of sexting. I liked imagining my girlfriend as a fighter. Bonnie went for it, satisfying my fetish to perfection. We kept choosing women to write about. Bonnie would make fun of the women I presented to her. Time and time again she had claimed without question that she would defeat any of these women in a fight.

Bonnie had also always gone so far as to write to me that she had challenged the women to a fight. The day after, Bonnie had described the fight to me in detail, and each time she had been victorious. Probably the fights were contrived, but Bonnie was clever with her words. The whole build-up to the feud over days, and the detailed fight Bonnie had narrated realistically, going into detail about her rival's physique, was convincing. But every time I had texted her that I wanted to be in the fight, she had declined. She wanted to concentrate completely on her opponent, and I would only have been a distraction.

So far, we had only written about women we had found on Instagram.
But this time I wanted to go one step further. I wanted her to fight a woman from my past. To be more specific, against my ex-girlfriend Alice. I was relieved when Bonnie had taken this suggestion just as calmly. Nimbly, Bonnie had adjusted to her new rival.

We had already been writing about her for several days. Bonnie had wanted to see a photo of her, and I had shown her what I could still find on my smartphone. Bonnie had laughed, she didn't seem to take Alice seriously as a fighter.

After we'd already exchanged a dozen messages, I dared to ask her about my ex-girlfriend again.

<<How are the preparations going against Alice?>>, I wrote.

<<What is there to prepare for? You showed me the photos of her. The bitch is small and lanky. I can't believe such a weak woman could win you in the past>>

<<You really shouldn't underestimate her>>

<<Sounds more like you're underestimating me>>.

<<No, not at all. I've already learned how good you are from your impressive recent fights>>.

<<That's what I wanted to hear>>

I didn't even try to ask Bonnie when the fight would take place. She had already texted me the day before that Alice had not responded to her messages. She kept me on tenterhooks, I was desperate to get a description of the fight from her as soon as possible, and my girlfriend knew that too. I couldn't imagine Bonnie actually writing to the women we were gossiping about. Otherwise I would have contacted one of the women in response. But Bonnie's words stimulated the idea in me that she had already written provocative messages to my ex-girlfriend several times, asking her to fight. Bonnie told me that in one of the messages she had written that Alice had been a bad girlfriend and also could not offer me in bed what Bonnie was offering me. Bonnie was so good at writing dirty messages.

I glanced at my smartphone, and saw a second message from my friend, sent shortly after the first.

<<Our date tomorrow is still on?>>

<<Why would I cancel a date with such a fighter?>>

<<You're cute. I'm going to get back to work now>>.

The conversation about Alice seemed to be over, but the day before an idea had crossed my mind. I couldn't help but find out what Bonnie thought of it.

<<One more thing>>, I wrote to her. <<You must know, Sara fought Alice for me many times in the past>>.

<<And what is that supposed to tell me?>>

<<You could get tips from her for the fight ... or I have an even better idea. You could fight her. So to prepare yourself for the fight against Alice>>.

Bonnie's answer came already half a minute later, yet it felt like every single second took forever. Bonnie was ready to write about fights with women she didn't know. However, Sara was a friend of mine who Bonnie had already had the pleasure of meeting. I was unsure if Bonnie would also write about a fight against Sara. Especially since Sara had a crush on me a few years ago. Though that had never bothered Bonnie since it was a long time ago.

<<Did she win the fights then?>>, Bonnie wrote back.

<<No, she lost every fight to Klara>>.

<<What good are tips from such a loser to me then?>>

I got horny at this provocation.

<<Sara put Alice on the spot from time to time. A fight against will prepare you well for your fight against Alice>>.

<<I can see what you're getting at. You're not making it easy for me to have to fight after my work is done. But what's not to do as your friend, right?>>

<<Thank you. Get it done>>

<<First see if she has the guts to go up against me>>.

The idea of Alice and Sara fighting each other was not new. Alice and Sara were best friends. They both fancied me, but eventually Sara stepped back and let Alice take the lead. I liked the idea that the two of them had settled this in a fight, even though it was more likely that Sara was holding back her interest in me for the sake of her friendship with Alice. When I had still been with Alice, we had written very often about how a fight between her and Sara would turn out. Time and again Alice won in her battle narratives, even though Sara was stronger and bigger than her. But Alice used dirty tricks, and according to her tales, was always able to defeat Sara. I had been worried that no one could write messages as horny as Alice's, but Bonnie proved me wrong.

Bonnie didn't answer me for a while. By her standards, she had been thinking for a long time whether she would do me the favour of writing me about a fight against Sara.

But then my display lit up, a new message from my girlfriend.

<<You darling... I have to cancel our date tomorrow. Sara and I will fight already tomorrow>>.

<<You can be counted on. It's just a pity that I know Sara plays badminton with her friends every Wednesday>>.

<<Don't you believe me? Why don't you write to her and ask her yourself?>>

I laughed briefly, but I wasn't sure how serious this message was. A little later I wrote back, <<Wait, are you serious now?>>

<<Yes, really, write to her and let yourself be surprised.

I immediately changed the chat and wrote to Sara. Alice had told her about my fetish without my permission. Alice herself had told me that. I never talked to Sara about it, I didn't know what she thought of my preference. Now I would find out. Either Sara would actually go along with it, or Bonnie was joking with me.

<<Hey Sara>>

<<Hey>>

<<Did you just text with my girlfriend?>>

<<Yes why?>>

<<I know this might come out weird. But can I ask what you were writing about?

<<Oh...about this and that>>

Sara remained vague and I had the feeling that she did this on purpose. I believed she wanted me to ask her explicitly about the fight.

<<Are you and Bonnie going to fight tomorrow?>>

This message made me feel a bit uncomfortable, but I had to know if Sara was playing along. Her status display changed from 'online' to 'writing', in a few seconds I would know if Bonnie was just trying to trick me.

<<Of course. When your girlfriend challenges me, I guess I have to take the fight>>.

Unbelievably, Bonnie had actually managed to get Sara to join in the game.  I couldn't help but write another message to Sara.

<<Do you think Bonnie could win against Alice?>>

<<It's much more exciting to find out if Bonnie can beat me. I have trained a lot since my last defeat to Alice, and would beat the little blonde by now. If Bonnie will beat me, her chances of winning against Alice are good. I will challenge Bonnie. Let's see who will be victorious in the end>>.

<<Then good luck tomorrow. But don't tell Bonnie about it>>

<<Thank you>>

I switched to the private chat with my girlfriend.

<<You're amazing>>

<<I know, but now if you'll excuse me, I really need to get back to work>>.


The next day I couldn't wait to get a message from my girlfriend. She wrote me that she would get back to me that evening after the fight.

Finally, around 8pm, I received a message.

<<Hey honey >>
<<Hey sweetie, did the fight with Sara take place>>.
<<Oh yes, and we both didn't give each other anything. It was a tough fight>>
<<Who won?>>
<<Do you really want to spoil the surprise already? Let me tell you about the fight first>>
<<All right>>
<<So: I was lying on the couch, calmly reading my book. I had already put on my sports bra and shorts, and was waiting for Sara. When the doorbell rang, I put my blanket aside and went to the door. Sara smiled at me, and we greeted each other for a hug>>.

<<That still sounds very peaceful>>

<<Yes, we chatted briefly. She was as nice to me as ever, even though we were in for a fight>>.

<<It's hard to believe it turned into a tough fight>>.

<<I thought so too. But then Sara had another surprise for me>>.

<<What do you mean?>>

<<She didn't want to fight me to prepare me for Alice. She wanted to defeat me to earn you as her boyfriend>>.

Bonnie managed to make the fight that much more interesting. I was anxious to see the outcome.

<<Wow, that was unexpected. What did you say to her when she revealed it to you?>>

<<I stood confidently in front of her, hands on hips, and told her that you were my friend. And that I will do everything I can to keep it that way. She probably wouldn't admit it in front of you, but my body intimidated her>>.

<<After all, you have an impressive body too>>.

I liked Bonnie's body. She didn't train like the other women, but her massive body and strong punching power were invincible to her previous rivals.

<<Thank you. Anyway, Sara growled back that you were hers and then took off her top. Sara was wearing a black sports bra. Then she dropped her shorts for me, and stood in front of me wearing short sports shorts. Of course, I immediately analysed her body. I must honestly admit I was impressed. She had strong-looking arms, and a hint of a six-pack was also visible. Sara didn't let the training go to waste. But no matter how much she trained, she would still lose to me>>.

<<Did Sara say anything else to you?>>>

<<Just that boring drivel that fitness bitches like her always spout. She bragged about her muscles, claimed she was stronger. Overall, what she said didn't impress me. But I sensed her determination. Sara would go at least as far as I would to fight for you>>.

<<Sounds like an intense fight>>.

<<The fight was really intense, I can promise you that>>.

Bonnie continued to write, <<So we walked into the living room, facing each other in the middle of the room. I looked at the woman who was trying to steal my boyfriend. As you know I like Sara, but still I was convinced she didn't deserve you. I am the woman at your side and no one can surpass me. It was time to make this clear to Sara with my fists too>>.

<<And then the fight began>>, I wrote.
<<Exactly. I let her have the first punch, despite her comments. If she already thinks she is the better woman for you, let her punches prove it to me. She hit my cheek, but her blow did not impress me>>.

<<What happened next?>>

<<I actually wanted to give her a few more free blows, but after her provocations I couldn't wait any longer. I wanted to make her realise who she'd have to take on if she wanted you>>.

Bonnie continued typing.
<<I slapped her cheek and she was already reeling. She still came to a stop just before the wall. It pleased me to see that she too underestimated my punching power>>.
<<What happened next?>>
<<I walked towards her, wanting to strike again. But Sara ducked. She disappeared behind me and the next thing I knew I felt Sara's knee in my back. She then punched me in the back. But when I tried to fight back and elbow her, she dodged. I was surprised that she could anticipate my blow so well. She attacked me straight back and kicked me in the thigh. She gave me the nastiest knuckle I'd ever had to feel. I'd hated that in school>>.
<<That's mean. That Sara has to resort to such nasty actions...>>>
<<You can't blame her for that. It was a fight for you. In such fights, anything goes. Accordingly, Sara did not let up and kicked again. Fuck did my leg hurt. Stupid bitch. But she kicked again. I couldn't hold on any longer and fell onto my right knee. Sara stood right in front of me and rammed her knee into my face. Even though usually your women's punches and kicks leave me cold, that kick did hurt<<
Bonnie continued, <<Sara didn't let up. She seemed very serious about the fight. She kicked again and again in the face. After each kick, the anger only boiled higher in me. I pushed Sara away from me. The force seemed to have surprised her, she staggered back and fell on her ass>>.

<<And then you counterattacked?>>

<<I couldn't get to my feet fast enough. Sara threw herself at me. She used all her body weight to get me on my back. She sat on me and punched me in the face<<

<<She's really kicking your ass. Maybe she really is the better girlfriend?>>

<<Very funny. We'll see who wins in the end>>.

<<I was able to throw Sara off me after just a few punches>>.

Bonnie continued writing <<I tried to get up but Sara wouldn't let go. I was on all fours when Sara lunged at me again and put her arm dangerously close around my neck>>.

Bonnie continued writing <<I was aware of the danger. I knew Sara would do anything to make sure she could end the fight that way. I felt my windpipe being squeezed shut. I tugged at Sara's arm, allowing myself a short breath every now and then, but I wouldn't be able to hold it for long. Sara continued to cling to me tightly. I knew there was only one way to get rid of her. I had to flatten her with my weight. But to do that I had to get back on my feet. I tried to get down on one knee. Sara put her arm even tighter around my neck and tried to stop me. I could only hold Sara's arm with my left hand. I needed my right hand to be able to stand up. It was exhausting, but I managed to get back on my feet. Sara was still clinging to me, but I think she realised at that moment that her plan was not working. I let myself fall backwards and Sara cried out, flattened by my body>>.

<<Very strong of you, sweetie. Really impressive>>

<<This time I didn't make the mistake of letting go of Sara. I didn't want to give her the opportunity to get back on her feet and attack me faster than I could. I sat on top of your girlfriend and punched her several times in the face. Sara was completely befuddled after few of my blows.

<<Almost sounds like the fight was decided>>.

<<Maybe I could have ended the fight at this point, but I wasn't done with her yet. "Get up," I called out to her. And as I watched slowly trying to get back to my feet, I thought to myself that this was the ideal time to taunt the bitch>>.

<<What did you say to her?>>

<<"Are you telling me that's enough to be good enough for my boyfriend?">>

<<"Next week I will compete against Alice and win. A thing you've never done before">>

<<I was so angry at the bitch in front of me>>, Bonnie wrote.

<<After she gave you such a beating so far, did you think it was a good idea to make her angry?>>

<<She was inferior to me, I'm the better fighter. It didn't matter how angry she was>>.

<<What happened next?>>>.

<<I was waiting for Sara to finally get back on her feet. I really have to say, for wanting to be your girlfriend, she couldn't take that much>>.

<<You are so awesome>>.

<<Thank you. Anyway, I was almost bored, but then Sara surprised me. She was still on her knees but then suddenly ran up to me and kicked me in the stomach. She walked up to me and punched me several times in the stomach, but this time I was able to hit her with my elbow and free myself>>.

<<Very good. Keep it up sweetie>>

<<Sara walked towards me again. She managed to dodge my punch. Again I got hit in the stomach, followed by a hit to my head. I pushed Sara away from me again>>.

Bonnie continued writing <<This went on for a while. Sara somehow managed to land a few punches on me but I kept pushing her away from me. I didn't manage to land a hit on her in that time. She was far too nimble for my punches>>.

<<My money is still on Sara winning. It seems to be going well for her>>

<<You want to bet on a woman who, to your knowledge, has never won a fight? You shouldn't bet your money on that>>.

Bonnie continued to write, <<After all the attacks, it's about time I finally got a hit in. I walked up to Sara but every time I took a step towards her, she backed away. She was such a coward. And she seriously wanted to be your girlfriend? Ridiculous>>

<<Sara knew exactly that you would only need a few blows to defeat her>>.

<<She kept going backwards until her back finally hit the wall. I thought "I've got her now", but when I struck, she dodged to the side. My fist hit the concrete. Fuck was I in pain. My hand was throbbing, I knew I probably couldn't hit with it again for now. Next thing I knew I was feeling punches against my back again>>.

<<Sara really didn't let up>>

<<She turned me towards her. Then she jumped up on me and wrapped her legs around my stomach. Sara was trained, and I could tell she was going to use leg scissors on me. I knew I had to get free quickly. I noticed that Sara also wanted to grab my wrists, but I quickly used my left free hand and punched Sara several times in the face as if my life was at stake. Sara fell to the floor after only a few blows. Even though I hated her at that moment, it seemed like too hard a landing>>.

<<And what did you do then? Now that Sara was lying battered on the floor in front of you?>>.

<<Now it was time for my revenge>>.

Bonnie continued writing <<I kicked her in the stomach. Then I grabbed Sara by the hair and brought her back to her feet. I kicked her in the stomach with my knee, and then rammed my fist into Sara's stomach several times. Your oh-so-dangerous friend fell to her knees in front of me again. I grabbed Sara by the hair and forced her to look at me. Then formed another fist with my left hand and punched her head-on in the face. A second punch and she fell back to the floor>>.

<<And with that, I guess the winner was decided?>>

<<What do you think? I was amazed that she was still conscious. But you sound disappointed. Would you rather have wanted the bitch to win the fight?>>

<<No way. Although it is annoying that the fight is over quickly as soon as you were able to land few punches>>.

<<If it had been a friendly fight, I certainly wouldn't have hit so hard. But as I said, Sara made it clear to me that she is fighting for you. I don't do things by halves>>

<<And I love you for that>>

<<Anyway, I took off my sports bra first, and then my sports shorts. I think you know what I did then>>.

<<Tell me anyway>>

<<I sat down with my bare ass on Sara's face, rubbing my butt into her face. She should suffer for trying to steal you from me>>.

<<I didn't expect you to do that to a good friend of mine>>.

<<Well, she deserved it. Or do you think it's okay that she tried to steal you from me>>?

<<No, you're right>>

<< Then, when I felt she had learned her lesson, I sat down on her stomach. "You're not good enough for him," I whispered to her as I pressed my tits into her face. Sara couldn't breathe, and as groggy as she already was, lost consciousness shortly after>>.

<<Very well written. I love you for that>>

<<Written? I think you mean well fought>>.

<<Yes of course. Well fought>>

<<Don't you believe me?>>

<<I wasn't there. How should I know that the fight took place?>>.

I then received a picture, and could not believe my eyes.

I saw Sara, dressed in her black sports bra. She appeared to be unconscious, lying on a parquet floor. Bonnie completed her report, and I believed at that moment that this fight was real.

<<Wow, you are amazing>>

<<Thank you honey. Will you come over tomorrow and reward me for this exhausting fight?>>

<<Of course. Anything you want, you hot fighter>>.