Debutante Debut: Carmen Bicondova vs Natalie Alyn Lind
The inaugural of any newcomer to the elite celeb catfighting league is a noteworthy occasion, but when two young starlets make their debuts against one another, it's an event that draws the keen interest of many. Alas, only two dozen spectators are granted the privilege of seeing the struggle, and all others must content themselves with verbal reminisces from the lucky few who witnessed it.
And the onlookers this night were lucky one indeed, as Carmen and Natalie most assuredly did not disappoint. Although both are still raw and a bit awkward at times, the months each spent training for this night beforehand were clearly evident. Equally obvious was the fact that these two rookies both had the promise of going on to become major players in the league.
The two 18 year olds tore into each other in the opening moments of the fight, and the pace never slackened, even as they now staved off exhaustion, their bodies glistening with sweat, their lungs burning for air, their limbs leaden. Groggily, they stood facing one another on unsteady legs, trading sloppily-thrown slaps to the face, their eyes growling glazed as each blow cracked across their cheek. Suddenly, Carmen pulled her right arm back in order to unleash the most powerful blow she could muster, one sure to send her blonde rival crashing to the mansion's carpeted floor...or at least it would have, if some nascent battle instinct deep withing Natalie hadn't commanded her to duck at the last possible moment.
Denied her target, Bicondova gasped as she swung around a full 180°, and now had her back to the blonde. Lind moved with all of the speed she could muster, slipping her arms under those of her rival, and bringing her hands up so that they cold clamp vicious claw holds on the brunette's modest breasts. Carmen shrieked in pain as Natalie's fingers squeezed the 32AA targets; the blonde's own 32C's gave her taunting rights, and she smirked as she purred into her opponent's ear, "You need to give these little mole hills some attention if you ever want them to grow up. Now repeat after me...
we must, we must, we must increase the bust!" She punctuated her little sing-song derision by giving the bosoms a series of sharp twists, eliciting howls of anguish from her victim.
Indeed, the pain seemed to sap the last of Carmen's strength, and her knees buckled, sending her crumpling to the floor. Now a sinister smile grew upon Natalie's deceptively angelic face. She had long known precisely how she intended to end this match, and what her signature finisher would be. And at last, the circumstances seemed opportune to execute her plan.
Sitting atop the brunette's chest, Lind slowly, seductively moved herself backward, her hips swaying almost hypnotically, until at last her stunning rear end settled firmly down upon Bicondova's face. The sudden suffocation seemed to snap her out of her stupor and her lithe body began to thrash, while her panicky cries were muffled beneath the derriere of her adversary. But she lacked the power to throw her tormentor off, and all too quickly, the brunette was driven into semi-unconsciousness.
The spectators were mesmerized by the sight of the young blonde devastating her rival so humiliatingly, and at that moment, each and every onlooker was Natalie's to command. Her legend thus established, she climbed off of her slumber foe. She then proceeded to strip Carmen of her bikini. Standing up, she tossed the bra to a spectator who eagerly snatched it out of the air, but she held onto the panties. "These are for my trophy room...the first of many, I assure you," she said with a wink and a smile, as the room erupted in applause.
