Troian Bellisario vs Kaley Cuoco
"AIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"Kaley's panicked wails filled the air of the penthouse as Troian, holding the blonde's body across her shoulders, twirled around and around for an airplane spin. Cuoco's senses were stripped as she was spun, her mind left reeling.
Flush with adrenaline, Bellisario spun more and more. But too late she realized her grave mistake: She had overdone it, to the point where she was very nearly as dizzy as her victim. Suddenly unable to keep her own balance, the brunette tumbled backward, landing with a hard thud on the carpeted floor.
Both beauties lay there, hands to their foreheads, eyes shut tight as each struggled to regain her wits. It was the brunette who recovered enough first to roll over with a groan and crawl to her adversary, then throw herself atop Kaley. However, the blonde responded instantly, twisting to the side with her oppressor upon her, and the two she-cats began to roll back and forth across the floor, legs entwined as hands ripped at flowing hair, both gasping and mewling as they struggled.
Suddenly, as she found herself on top once more, Kaley scrambled to reposition herself; she slid her body up that of her opponent, pinning Bellisario's arms to the carpet while the blonde used her feet to grapevine the brunette's legs wide. Cuoco then pressed her upper body down, her breasts enveloping her victim's face for a smother that had finished off more than a few rivals in the past. "Nighty-night, bitch" she said with a raspy giggle.
But in the split second before the blonde's C-cups pressed down upon her, Troian managed to turn her head enough to the side that she was able to sink her teeth into Cuoco's left breast. Once more, Kaley's cry echoed through the room, and she frantically pushed herself up off of her adversary and flung herself to the side, getting well clear of the brunette's pearly whites. Luckily for Kaley, her bikini top blunted the bite enough to prevent breaking the skin, but nonetheless her alabaster flesh now bore two crescent-shaped marks.
"You fucking..." the blonde hissed as she lifted her head to glare at her rival...only to be suddenly met with a palm thrust blow to the chin that snapped her head back, halted her in mid-sentence, and sent Cuoco sprawling onto her back.
Moving with a speed that belied her exhaustion, Troian clambered atop the stunned blonde and opted for a smother of her own. Kneeling upon Kaley's torso, Bellisario wriggled herself forward until her crotch was pressed firmly down over Cuoco's mouth and nose, her thighs framing the blonde's head. From her position on her opponent, the brunette could look down and see the fear that suddenly grew in Kaley's eyes.
Cuoco's body thrashed with all of the power she could muster, but after such a debilitating battle, there just wasn't enough left in the tank to force her way free. Just as bad, she couldn't even employ Bellisario's own tactic, for the dark-haired battler had secured her facesit smother so swiftly, Kaley wasn't able to open her mouth enough in time so that she could bite her way to freedom. Now, all the embattled blonde could do was look up and see the hateful smirk of her rival, and to make muffled sounds of protest. Adding insult to injury, Bellisario smiled and threw Cuoco's own words back at her with insincere sugar sweetness, "Nighty-night, bitch!"
Then finally, Kaley saw nothing else, as her eyelids fluttered shut and she passed out. Troian remained perched upon her victim a bit longer, making sure she was truly knocked out...and then with a loud sigh she collapsed to her side and promptly blacked out herself, too spent to cling to consciousness any longer, but slumbering secure in the knowledge that victory was hers.
