Donna giggled as her friend Michelle finished the body paint for her big night. Donna wasn't the "giggling type" but she loved Michelle and the body brushes tickled as they applied the paint under her large breasts. It was an absurd thing that Donna was about to do, the type of thing that only the idle rich engage in, but it was, nonetheless, something that she wanted to finish.
Across town, in an equally opulent home, Kelsi sat quietly as the professional make up artist she had hired put the finishing touches on her own body paint. Kelsi was in her mid 20s like Donna, stunningly gorgeous and absurdly wealthy as well. She and Donna had been in an escalating feud over the past year or so and had come to blows in and outside of clubs three times, none of which had ever been significant. With Halloween upon them, they had taken to social media to escalate their feud and someone had suggested that they "catfight" and settle their issue, part of which was that both wanted to fuck the same guy. Or actually, both were fucking the same guy, currently.
And so, as only the idle rich could do, the two women took it to an extreme and decided to both become "cats" for a planned "pre-halloween" fight. Both planned on being something different for their ACTUAL halloween costumes, but for this event, they would be cats. Donna would be a "leopard" and Kelsi would be a tigress.
Kelsi, standing now as the finishing touches were applied, turned to her best friend Janine and said, "I can't wait to rip that bitch's tits off..."
Janine snickered, sipping her champagne, "I can't wait to watch, but she is definitely a tough bitch, and I heard she hired a personal trainer to prep for this."
Kelsi shrugged, "whatever, Jackson and I have been working out for years." Jackson was Kelsi's personal trainer.
Across town, Donna looked at Michelle as she marveled over the finished product. "You are a remarkable talent, Mickey. Now, will this be the first time a leopard ever defeats a tiger?" She laughed as Michelle shrugged, "don't know," her friend said, "but I'm going to record you tearing that asshole up for posterity regardless...."
And the two got into the car and drove to the massive gym that the women had rented for the event.
As Kelsi walked into the gym, with the cage in the middle, she greeted dozens of her friends who had come to watch her kick Donna's ass.
On the other side of the gym, Donna was doing the same. both had little tiny bikinis on covering their most private areas, but neither thought that they would not lose their clothes during the fight.
They had agreed to a few rules--no attacks to the face and no biting. Otherwise, they would fight in the cage until one was the winner.
No one wasted anytime. Donna threw back a shot of Patron and Kelsi guzzled a glass of champagne. Both women had filed their nails to points, which was not only stylish, but could cause damage. They went into the cage and stared at each other. Fury flooded into both of their big chests as they looked at ringside and saw the man. A mutual friend named Lynne agreed to be the timekeeper and ref, she was standing in the ring in a striped shirt and hot pants.
She asked each of them if they were ready and both acknowledged that they were with a simple nod.
"GO!" she yelled, awkwardly.
And the two women ran towards each other and got into awkward crouches as they circled and put their claws up.
If the guy at ringside could have jerked off right that second, he would have. This was the hottest thing he had ever witnessed. All of the men and several of the women in the crowd, many of whom were already drunk, felt the same way. It only intensified when the two women gathered enough courage to engage with one another. They both grabbed each other by the hair and a tit and started to yank each other about. Donna quickly realized that Kelsi's claws were sharp and painful as her tit was on fire. Both women recognized quickly that while they were very evenly matched in size, Donna was seemingly stronger.
The two women awkwardly tried to gain an advantage. Despite being stronger, Donna was tugged off balance and tackled by Kelsi, who shifted tactics and took the hand from Donna's hair and grabbed her crotch, digging in her nails viciously. Donna couldn't help but yelp in pain as she took her hand from Kelsi's hair and pressed it into her chin, pushing her head back.
Kelsi growled, "Tiger always beats leopard bitch....how's that pussy feel?" and she jammed her nails in harder.
Donna winced and yelped, but twisted Kelsi's tit violently as she replied, "Fffuck...you...." and then she bucked and rolled on top of Kelsi, moving her hand from her chin to both tits as Kelsi relentlessly assaulted her sensitive pussy.
Very quickly, the crowd and both women realized that this was not a regular fight. The two women hated each other and were just trying to hurt each other's most sensitive areas to humiliate their opponent.
Both women's tits were out of their tops already and Donna's bottom was almost off. She quickly grabbed Kelsi's bottom and yanked up aggressively giving Kelsi the most painful wedgie of her life. Kelsi growled in pain as the flimsy fabric cut deep into the sensitive flesh of her pussy.
The two women rolled apart, as if by mutual agreement and got on all fours, breathing hard, their big chests heaving with each breath. Their once perfectly coiffed hair was in disarray and their faces were intense masks of hatred and pain.
