Not that they weren't two of the fiercest competitors in the elite celebrity catfight circle, thus ensuring a tempestuous battle, but there was the added element of pride on the line tonight; for the match stipulation requires that the loser humble herself by voluntarily disrobing of her bra and panties, surrendering them to the victrix, and then shamefully leaving the field of battle stripped nude.
As expected, both Brittany and Vanessa fought like savage wildcats. Yet their combat was filled with an array of technical moves, for unlike many catfighters, these two are also expert at submission grappling. Thus, spectators were as likely to see a Stretch Plum Facelock as they were to see hairpulling...and they did, in abundance.
Each young woman was driven to the brink of utter exhaustion, their nubile bodies glistening with sweat as their heavy pants for breath filled the air. The end finally seemed at hand when Hudgens hiptossed Snow to the carpet, and snap kicked her foot three times to the back of the blonde's skull, stunning her. Throwing Brittany face down on the floor, Vanessa went for her finisher, the 'Muta Lock' STF. Bending the blonde's legs back at the knees, and crossing the ankles, Hudgens hooked the limbs with her own left leg, holding them in place. She then bridged backward, the crown of her head resting on the floor, and cupped her hands under Snow's chin to tug her head back. The sudden current of pain arcing through her body from her neck to her thighs snapped Brittany out of her stupor, but she was helpless to do anything about it, other than squirm in anguish.
Finally unable to take it any longer, Snow gasped, "Enough...
I give up!" The brunette kept the hold locked on a few seconds more before releasing it, and beaming a mega-watt smile she jumped up to her feet. Wordlessly, for no words were needed, she held out her open hand to her defeated rival...but this was no act of good sportswomanship, for rather than offering a helping hand up, Hudgens was demanding her trophy.
Sheepishly, Brittany stood up and tried to stretch some of the aching kinks from her body. Then, shooting a look that could kill at her opponent, she first unhooked and removed her white lace bra, then slid her matching panties down her legs. Handing the prized garments over to Vanessa, the stark naked girl turned on her heel and mustered as much self-confidence as she could as she stalked off to one of the penthouse's guest rooms...but the deep shade of red which had risen to her cheeks betrayed her total sense of humiliation, which was compounded by the ringing in her ears of the triumphant brunette's laughter and the admiring applause and cheers of the onlookers.
"Next time...!" Brittany defiantly hissed under her breath as she retreated the battlefield in shame.
