The two big women were surrounded by a fairly large crowd of onlookers, the fight had been going on for several minutes. It was late at night and the campground had been disrupted by the cheering of the men and women who had been with the two women who had been at each other's throats most of the day. It was not as if the two really didn't know each other, they had been in high school together years earlier and Bree had beat up Tracey's cousin in an after school fight over a boy when they were all seniors. Now, the cousin was in the group of onlookers as Bree and Tracey were engaged in an all out, alcohol-fueled brawl. Both were already crying, both were a mess, dirty, hair disheveled, tops barely in place. No one could tell who was winning as the two women continued to grapple, kick, and punch. They had separated for a moment, each fixing their hair and tucking their big breasts back into their tops. Neither really cared, but they didn't feel a strong urge to give everyone a free show.
Tracey's cousin and her boyfriend were helping her. Tracey was wiping tears from her face and breathing hard. "She's strong and big...I feel like she's kicking my ass."
Tracey's cousin whispered, "No fucking way Trace, you're beating the shit out of her--remember what she did to me? It was way worse. You've got her, don't quit."
"I've never been punched so hard and so many times in my life--she's really strong."
"Go get her, you got this..." said her boyfriend.
Across the clearing, Bree was having a similar conversation with her two best friends. "This bitch is nasty, the fat cow is hard to move. She caught me pretty good with a few of those punches. Do you think I can win?"
Her friend said, "Bree you're killing her, just take it to the bank. And stop crying."
"Yeah, easy for you to say, it hurts, and I'm frustrated." she said, wiping away her tears...
The crowd started to cheer for "Round 2" and the two women obliged.
They came together and once in range, punches flew. A right left combination from Tracey hit Bree in her left tit and the side of her head. Bree, frustrated, started crying again and drove forward throwing rights and lefts, several of which snapped Tracey's head from side to side and drove her backwards until she fell on her butt. Tracey got up quickly but Bree hit her in the face as she did so and blood sprayed out from her nose. The punch caused Tracey to grab her face and turn away, tears streaming down and Bree reached around and started punching her then yanked her head back by her hair and dragged her backwards as she fell to the ground again.
Bree's fists smashed into Tracey's protective hands as she moved around to stand over Tracey. The other woman pushed her down though and she fell onto her ass and Tracey scrambled on top screeching in a frenzy and pounced on Bree, her big body knocking the air from the dark-haired woman's lungs. Tracey school-girl pinned Bree and began punching her wildly as Bree's friends screamed for her to get up but Bree yelled, "The fat cow is too heavy, I can't move her!!! She's beating the shit out of me!!! Get her off!!!"
"Do you give?!" yelled Tracey as one of Bree's friends slammed into her and knocked her off.
Tracey's cousin tackled the other woman and a melee ensued. Bree got on top of Tracey from behind and slipped an arm under her chin and began to choke her while clawing at her face. Tracey kicked and gagged, pulling desperately at Bree's arm, but she was unable to get a breath in until Bree let her go and the two rolled apart just as the other two women were pulled apart as well.
Tracey lay face down, crying, as Bree crawled away, to her friends.
The fight was over, but no one really knew who won.
