Maybe some angry projection here
Sister's Angry
The day dawned bright and sunny, a perfect backdrop for the upcoming showdown between Sally and Patty. They had been planning this moment for months, ever since they hatched the idea to finally settle their sibling rivalry once and for all. Sally, with her fiery red hair and piercing green eyes, stood tall at 5'9', her lean and curvy figure accentuated by her 34C cup size breasts, 26-inch waist, and 36-inch hips. Patty, on the other hand, had auburn hair and gray eyes, standing at 5'7' and carrying a more voluptuous figure with 36D breasts, 27-inch waist, and 37-inch hips.
As they met in the center of Sally's backyard, the air was electric with anticipation. The sisters circled each other warily, their eyes locked in a battle of wills. Finally, with a nod of agreement, they began to fight. Punches were thrown, kicks were executed, and grappling ensued as they sought to gain the upper hand. Sally's quick reflexes and agility were pitted against Patty's raw strength and determination.
Sally managed to land a solid kick to Patty's stomach, sending her sister reeling back. She saw her chance and lunged forward, aiming a punch at Patty's exposed breasts. But Patty was faster than she expected, and she managed to block the blow with ease. The two sisters continued their relentless assault on each other, their bodies becoming increasingly bruised and battered.
As the fight raged on, Sally began to tire, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Patty sensed her sister's weakness and capitalized on it, focusing her attacks on Sally's chest. She grabbed one of Sally's breasts in her hand and began to squeeze, eliciting a pained grunt from her sister. Determined not to give up, Sally struggled against Patty's grip, but her strength was fading fast.
Patty's auburn hair was matted to her forehead with sweat as she savored the power she had over her sister. With a triumphant grin, she yanked Sally's top off, revealing her bare breasts to the bright summer sky. The sight of her sister's vulnerability only served to fuel Patty's anger and determination. She brought her fist crashing down on Sally's breast, the impact sending a shockwave of pain through her body.
Sally cried out in agony, feeling as if her very essence was being crushed beneath Patty's fist. Her face contorted in a mask of pain and hatred, she tried desperately to defend herself. But it was no use. Patty was relentless, her blows landing with sickening force again and again.
As Sally's world began to spin, she felt a new sense of determination surge through her. With her last ounce of strength, she managed to push Patty away and scramble to her feet. Her breasts were exposed to the air, the cool morning breeze caressing her aching flesh.
"Is that the best you've got?" she spat, her voice tinged with anger and pain. "I'm not going down that easily."
Sally threw a powerful kick at Patty's stomach, catching her off guard. Patty stumbled backward, gasping for breath. Sally followed up with a flurry of punches, landing several solid blows to Patty's chest and face. She was intent on making Patty pay for what she had done, her anger fueling her movements.
Patty, on the other hand, was starting to regain her composure. She blocked Sally's punches with practiced ease and counterattacked with a series of brutal kicks aimed at her sister's legs. The impact of the kicks sent Sally stumbling, forcing her to defend herself on the ground.
Sally managed to roll out of the way of another kick, but Patty was quick to follow up with a vicious elbow strike to the side of her head. Sally cried out in pain, feeling a sharp sting spread through her skull. As she struggled to her feet once more, Patty lunged forward, grabbing Sally by the hair and slamming her against the wooden fence.
The impact of the collision with the fence drove the air from Sally's lungs, but she refused to give up. She reached up and clawed at Patty's face, her long fingernails scoring the flesh beneath her eyes. With a snarl of rage, Patty released her grip on Sally's hair and the two sisters separated again.
Panting heavily, they circled each other, their eyes locked in a deadly stare. The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with the smell of sweat and fear. Sally knew that she couldn't afford to let her guard down again, not if she wanted to survive this.
Patty, on the other hand, seemed to grow more confident with each passing moment. Her breath came easier now, her movements more fluid. She feigned a lunge to the left, then quickly spun around to deliver a kick to Sally's stomach. Sally managed to block the kick with her forearm, but the impact still sent her stumbling backward.
Patty smirked, sensing her sister's desperation. She launched into another series of attacks, relentlessly pushing Sally against the fence. Sally struggled to keep her balance, but it was only a matter of time before she fell. As she felt herself starting to topple over, she reached out and wrapped her legs around Patty's waist, trying to bring her down with her.
The two sisters crashed to the ground in a tangled mess of limbs and hair. They rolled across the grass, their breath coming in ragged gasps. Patty managed to break free from Sally's grasp and scrambled backward, a wary expression on her face. Sally, still lying on the ground, propped herself up on her elbows and glared at her sister.
Their clothes were torn and dirty, their faces scratched and bruised. The air between them was thick with the tension of their battle, as if a physical barrier separated them. Neither sister was ready to admit defeat.
Sally pushed herself back up onto her hands, her knees digging into the soft earth. She could feel the warmth of the blood trickling down her chin, staining her neck. She wiped it away, revealing a cut beneath her eye that was already beginning to swell shut.
Patty, on the other hand, was looking much worse for wear. Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed with exertion. A long gash across her cheekbone was leaking blood down onto her bare shoulder. They both knew that if this continued, one of them wouldn't survive the day.
Sally launched herself forward once more, aiming a powerful kick at Patty's stomach. Patty managed to block the kick with her forearm, but the impact sent a shockwave through her body. She retaliated with a swift combination of punches and kicks, driving Sally back against the fence.
The two sisters fought with a savage intensity, their movements blurring as they sought an opening to land a fatal blow. Sally ducked under a roundhouse kick and lunged forward, attempting to tackle Patty to the ground. Patty sidestepped the attack and delivered a stinging slap across Sally's cheek, causing her to stumble backward.
Their battle continued unabated, each sister displaying an almost superhuman resilience. Sally managed to dodge a spinning back fist, only to be caught off guard by a low sweeping kick that sent her tumbling across the grass. She scrambled to her feet, her eyes locked on Patty's, the rage and desperation in them mirroring her own.
Patty, sensing an opportunity, feigned a lunge and then swiftly stepped back, her foot sweeping out in a roundhouse kick aimed at Sally's head. Sally ducked beneath the kick, feeling the wind from it whistle past her ears, and lunged forward, attempting to grapple with her sister. But Patty was too quick, spinning away from her and delivering a sharp elbow strike to the side of Sally's head.
Stunned, Sally staggered backwards. Her vision blurred momentarily, and she felt a hot flush of anger course through her veins. She steeled herself, focusing on Patty's movements, and waited for the perfect moment to strike.
Patty, sensing her sister's renewed determination, retreated a step, her arms raised in defense. The two sisters circled each other warily, their breath coming in ragged gasps. The tension in the air was palpable, as if the very fabric of reality itself was about to tear apart at any moment.
Sally launched herself forward, aiming a flurry of punches and kicks at Patty. Patty parried each blow with practiced ease, her own counters swift and precise. The two sisters moved together in a deadly dance, their bodies a blur of motion and violence.
With a savage cry, Sally feigned a low kick and then leapt into the air, aiming a spinning roundhouse kick at her sister's head. Patty ducked beneath the blow, but Sally's foot connected with her shoulder, sending her stumbling backward. Seizing the opportunity, Sally followed up with a series of rapid-fire punches, driving Patty against the fence.
Patty struggled to maintain her balance as she felt the impact of each blow. She tried to launch a counterattack, but Sally was too fast, too relentless. With a final, punishing uppercut, Sally sent Patty sprawling to the ground, her head spinning from the impact.
Sally stood over her sister, panting heavily, her fists clenched and ready for more. But as she looked down at Patty's limp form, she felt a pang of guilt and regret wash over her. They had been so close, so many times, to putting an end to this senseless fighting. But each time, they had only managed to push each other further, until now.
Patty lay motionless on the ground, her eyes closed, her breath shallow and ragged. Blood trickled from her nose and mouth, pooling beneath her head. Sally knelt down beside her, gently rolling her onto her side to avoid choking. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stroked her sister's hair, feeling the warmth slowly leave her body.
"I'm sorry, Patty," she whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion. "I didn't mean for it to end like this."
Sally felt a weight settle heavily in her chest as she realized that there was no going back now. Patty's body lay limp in her arms, her eyes closed, her chest rising and falling weakly. The fight had taken its toll, and there was nothing Sally could do to save her.
As she cradled her sister, Sally couldn't help but relive the countless times they had fought before. They had always been so close, yet always seemed to push each other away. It was as if there was some unspoken understanding between them, some dark force that drove them to destroy each other over and over again.
