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Finish Her!

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #1800 on: May 05, 2019, 02:09:21 AM »
Apparently when you delete your profile on FCF, your posts are erased from the board.  To give you a sense of just how much Nicole S contributed to this thread, we've just lost 7 pages worth of postings from here.  :(
I actually just calculated it. There are 15 posts per page and a loss of 7 pages would mean, let's see... carry the two... divide by zero... convert metric to imperial... factor in cup sizes...
IT'S OVER 100!

105 posts removed from this board alone to be exact. Now while one or two per page may have just been commentary we can't discount the presence of compound stories (multiple stories per post).
My Trillian is inactive again, but if you're interested in setting something up with me, I can set up a private, open-edit Google Doc.

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« Reply #1801 on: May 12, 2019, 09:59:28 PM »
January Jones vs Anna Kendrick

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"What's wrong, sweetie? Are you having some trouble catching your breath?"

Anna Kendrick's question was rhetorical, of course. The spunky brunette didn't expect an answer from her opponent. After all, her opponent was January Jones. Jones was an opponent whom, according to Kendrick's pre-match diatribe, "shouldn't be allowed out of the retirement home. She might fall and break a hip. Or she might get lost trying to drive to the arena." Anna didn't expect a reply because she may have spoken too softly. She leans in a bit closer to her older opponent, "You may wanna turn your hearing aid up! I said ARE YOU HAVING TROUBLE BREATHING?" Anna spoke slowly, loudly drawing out every syllable."She must have forgotten her hearing aid!" chimed in a buoyant voice from outside of the ring. As usual, Anna is joined at ringside by her faction teammates Brittany Snow and Anna Camp. The Bellas always traveled in a pack, ensuring that whomever they faced, their team members would have an advantage. Anna laughs at Brittany and playfully slaps her shoulder, "Or maybe she forgot her dentures!" Anna giggles, causing all three Bellas to break into hysterical laughter. Anna was intent on proving that January needed to retire from Celebrity Catfighting. She claimed that the older actress was holding back younger, better, more attractive talent. Kendrick took her statements a step forward by copying January's patent attire: a black leather jacket, with no bra, and matching black skirt. Brittany Snow and Anna Camp joined in on the fun as well, matching their leader.

"How did I let this happen?" January Jones thought to herself. The blonde actress had been trying desperately to unseat the short brunette. She would twist and buck her hips but every time Jones tried to re-position herself, Anna would press her tits down, burying January's face even further into her cleavage. "I think this outfit looks so much better on me! It's really not meant for the elderly." Anna simpers, basking in the sensation of January's gasping mouth sliding across her bare flesh. January felt herself fading fast, she needed a way out, and she needed it quickly. Jones, with tears welling in her eyes, stopped thrashing, she fell completely limp underneath Anna. The two Bellas at ringside cheer and clap while their leader rises up from her foe. "Ref, would you do be a dear and count this bitch out?" Anna smirks, rising to her feet and stepping on January's breasts as the ref counts, One... Two.. Th... January's hand suddenly grabs Anna's thin ankle and jerks her leg, forcing the bewildered Bella leader to fall flat on her ass! The crowd erupts with joy and the Bellas look on in shock as January pushes herself upright. Anna gets to her feet but is immediately met with a clothesline, dropping her back to the mat. Each time Anna rises, January bulldozes her back down. Anna writhes in pain, clutching her sore chest. The Bellas, realizing their leader is in trouble, go into action.

It's a simple routine, Anna Camp jumps on the apron and distracts the ref, while Brittany sneaks up and attacks the opponent from behind. Once Brittany is safely out of the ring, Anna Camp allows the ref to divert his attention back to the fight. While Jones snatches Kendrick up by her hair, Camp climbs onto the apron, successfully distracting the ref. Brittany slides in, runs up and leads in the air, kicking both of her feet towards Jones' back. But, to Brittany's surprise, Jones moves at the last moment. Brittany instead slams her boots straight into Kendrick's tits, crushing her boobs against her chest. Anna squeals and collapses face-first to the mat, clutching her partially exposed breasts. Brittany, realizing what she's done, scurries over to her friend's side, apologizing to her. But once Brittany feels a hand grab a hold of her hair, her demeanor quickly transforms from remorseful to fearful. Jones hauls the pleading Bella to her feet, punts her in the stomach and shoves her head between her legs. January scoops up Snow and slams her back down with an ring-shaking powerbomb! Brittany's limbs lifelessly twitch, her body convulsing from the jarring impact, allowing January to easily rip the skirt and jacket off of the scheming diva's petite body. Miss Snow, now only clad in a delicate, lace-covered, white thong, is tossed head-first into Anna Camp, sending the two outclassed Bellas back outside of the ring, their firm bodies piled together in a heap.

Anna Kendrick, seeking an opportunity, sneaks up behind Jones and leaps onto her back. The spunky brunette wraps her legs around January's waist and her arms around her neck, putting the blonde in a sleeper hold! Jones takes a step back, causing Anna's lips curl in a sinister grin. Kendrick tightens her hold, forcing January to backtrack further. Each retreating step January would take, Anna's smile would grow wider. Step-after-step January stumbled backwards until, finally, Anna screamed; not from joy, not from annoyance. No, she screamed from January slamming her backwards into the corner. Anna's petite, slender frame was crushed between January and the unforgiving steel turnbuckle. January steps away from the corner, allowing Kendrick to collapse to the mat. Jones drags Anna across the mat, to the center of the ring, and straddles the dazed woman's waist.

January looked down at her rival's glazed over eyes and smiled. She didn't boast, didn't brag, she didn't even make sure Anna was cognizant of her situation. Jones simply removed her jacket, unveiling her voluptuous C-cup tits to the crowd. Giving her shoulders a slight shimmy, Jones leans forward, cupping the back of Anna's head, and shoved the snobby bitch's face straight into her tits. As soon as Kendrick's face contacts the sweaty skin on Jones' breasts, she stomps her feet and screams, indicating that she is, in fact, very aware of her current situation. Jones grins from ear-to-ear, enjoying the sensation of Anna Kendrick's screams reverberating against her mountains of flesh. Her breasts easily engulf Anna's face and quickly cuts off her oxygen. After several seconds, Anna's limbs go limp. Jones peels her tits off of her slumbering rival and hooks her leg for the three count.

Jones is declared the winner and has her arm hoisted by the referee. Once the older blonde is finished posing for the cheering crowd she stands over her unconscious rival. "That outfit doesn't do you any favors. You see, you actually need tits to pull this look off.... sweetie. January bends down and rips off the brunette's jacket, exposing her breasts. The older blonde proceeds to strip off Anna's skirt, then her black, skimpy panties and even her shoes, not stopping until Kendrick is completely nude. Cameras flash, creating a strobe light effect throughout the raucous arena. January squats down and whispers in Anna's ear, "Next time you run your mouth about me, I won't be so nice. This was nothing."  January tosses her jacket over her shoulder and struts out of the ring, leaving Anna Kendrick's naked, demoralized body sprawled on the sweat-soaked canvas of the ring and Brittany Snow and Anna Camp piled up like garbage on the outside.


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« Reply #1802 on: May 14, 2019, 07:22:30 AM »
Sorry for the delay, life gets in the way as  you know. I'm proud to present Eva Green vs Kate Upton. Enjoy.

Eva Green (38, 5'6, 117 lbs) vs Kate Upton (26, 5'10, 150 lbs)


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Grunts and moans of effort could be heard across the apartment, as the livestream fight between Eva Green and Kate Upton was coming to a close. It had all started because Eva had grown jealous of Kate and wanted to put her in her place, and so challenged her to submission/knockout fight. Kate had been equally determined not to be shown up by as she put it, a "wash up cougar" accepted it and both of them arrived to the match in their respective attire. The viciousness that followed shocked even some of the chat viewers, as neither woman was afraid to use every dirty trick in the book, and soon both were stripped naked and covered in claw marks and sweat. Kate's size made up for her lack of experience compared to Eva's long years of fighting and it was unclear throughout who would win between

All of which cumulated in the highly anticipated tit fight in the middle of the living area, as both woman claimed their girls the superior, Eva and Kate's arms wrapped around each other in a standing bearhug as their girls fought for supremacy. Both woman were exhausted at this point, and both knew that whoever won would likely be the victor and as a result both put their last efforts into hugging the other tighter.

"I've got you now little girl!" taunted Eva, "Do you know how many woman have lost to me this way?" Kate gave a pained laugh in response saying.

"Well, good thing I'm not most woman!" At which Kate squeezed even harder, emitting a small groan from Eva as she grunted and retaliated saying.

"We'll see about that." And for several minutes, the woman continued to via against one another, as the chat eagerly awaited. However to Eva's horror, she started to find herself outclassed, her breasts slowly yet surely getting enveloped by Kate's. Kate knew this as well, and slowly a wicked smile grew on her face and she doubled her efforts, to the moans of Eva saying.

"Whats this? Is the cougar finding herself outclassed?"

"Fuck you whore!" retorted Eva, though she knew that Kate was right and soon her girls would be complete squashed, despite her efforts. Well that wont do, Eva thought to herself, and with sudden desperation, she let go of the bear hug and clawed at Kate's ass. Kate smile turned to shock and pain as Eva's nails dug into her cheeks and with a final ditch of effort, Eva shockingly lifted Kate off her feet for a desperate second or two and slammed her back into a nearby table. Kate opened her mouth in a wordless scream as she let go of Eva, who already struggling to lift the bigger Kate, let Kate flop to the floor in a momentous heat. Dead tired, Eva slumped shortly after and both woman laid their for a minute or two, trying to recover and claim victory.

Unfortunately for Kate however, Eva was able to recover faster, as she rose slowly to her knees and crawled to the moaning Kate. Her breasts too battered from the fight, Eva decided to use her other but shadowed asset to win, and proceeded to push Kate on her back. Once done, Eva crawled to Kate and pinned her arms beneath her legs before, sitting on Kate's face, while holding down Kate's legs with arms. Suddenly cut off from oxygen, Kate efforts suddenly sprang to life, as she desperately attempt to push Eva off.

"Nooo, get off me!!!' muffled Kate, but it was to no avail, as she was too tired at this point to overcome her. Smiling at Kate's futile efforts, Eva took one hand and clawed at one of Kate's breasts, emitting more muffled screams from Kate who efforts got slower and slower, until finally she was still. Giving Kate's tits a few more squeezes to make sure she was out for the count, Eva smugly, yet exhaustingly pulled herself off the sweaty face of Kate as she slumbered. Lifting Kate's hand up once and then twice, Eva confirmed what she had known saying to the camera on her knees.

"Looks like "cougar" got her prey!" At which Eva herself up and did a victory pose before the camera, before turning it off, for her night with Kate.

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #1803 on: May 16, 2019, 06:27:27 PM »
Zoey Deutch vs Aubrey Plaza
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"Mmm... mmmMMHHMMM MMMMMMPHHHH!"

"Shhhh...shh shh shh.... There, there.... it's okay," Aubrey coos in a motherly tone, patting Zoey's soft hair. "Now, what's all this fuss about?" Plaza pouts her lips and reaches down, causing Zoey to flinch back. "Awww... it's okay, sweetie. Everything will be fine." Aubrey brushes her thumb across Zoey's flushed cheeks, tenderly wiping away her tears, "The bad part is all over. Now we can have fun. Doesn't that sound good?"

"MMMPHH," Zoey replies by shaking her head and drumming her bare feet on the soft, plush carpet of the private estate. She lacked the energy to even attempt to buck off Aubrey, whom currently straddled her slender waist. "This just can't be happening. She can't beat me... not like this," Deutch thought to herself, wondering exactly how someone 10 years her elder could so easily dominate her like this.

The FCC, Female Celebrity Championship, had requested Zoey to fight Aubrey in a lingerie catfight, a battle that would take place at the owner's mansion. Miss Deutch thought it would be a quick way to make a name for herself, and pick up a much needed win. Alas, the naive actress carelessly wandered straight into Aubrey's clutches and soon found herself stripped nude, flat on her back and at the mercy of the wily veteran.

Aubrey had completely broken the poor girl. Once she removed Deutch's bra, she began working on her tits, groping, clawing and squeezing the sensitive flesh with uninhibited glee. Her manicured fingernails were like talons, ripping and clawing the young actress' pert breasts until they were covered in claw marks. Zoey's sobbing grew to be too much for Aubrey's ears to handle. After several warnings to quiet down, Plaza ripped off Zoey's underwear, -- a delicate, low-cut, pink, cotton panty with elegant white lace trim, -- and shoved the balled-up undergarment inside Zoey's shrieking mouth, effectively muting her horrified screams. With her opponent gagged, Plaza continued shredding into Deutch until she was hysterically sobbing and convulsing in pain. And now, with Zoey broken, Aubrey moved on to the next stage of her attack. "Trust me," Aubrey grins down at Zoey with a lustful gaze, "you're gonna love this! I promise," Aubrey winks and slowly kisses Deutch's neck.

Zoey's eyes widen with fear and her body jerks from the sensual prodding of Aubrey's warm tongue dancing from her neck down to her battered chest. With a sly smile, Plaza lowers her mouth over Zoe's tits, taking the trapped girl's nipple in her mouth, slowly sucking it and darting her tongue across the pink areola surrounding her nipple. Aubrey moved from Zoey's right tit to her left, ensuring that both received an equal tongue-bath. The cunning brunette felt Zoey's pert, young body stiffen and quake with excitement. The older actress slid her hand down Zoey's stomach, inching her fingers down until they nestled in the warm, inviting folds of her shaven vagina. With her mouth nustling Zoey's tit, Aubrey goes to work, rhythmically sliding her fingers inside Zoey, rubbing her clit before sliding back inside her warm, slick walls.

Zoey involuntarily thrust her hips back against Aubrey's probing fingers. She shook her head, mentally trying to fight it. Plaza rose her head up, popping the pale tit out of her mouth, "Don't fight it. Just lay back and take it... slut." Plaza stared deep in Zoey's bewildered eyes, knowing that she couldn't control herself.

Zoey began breathlessly gasping into her panties, the feeling of ecstasy overwhelming her. The 24-year-old's underwear-muffled panting and moans grew in pitch until, finally, her body jolted and a wave orgasmic euphoria washed over her. Aubrey removed her fingers and wiped them across Zoey's nostrils. "That was fun, I hope you enjoyed yourself... because now it's my turn," Plaza winks and slides forward, hovering her black lace panty-clad crotch directly over Zoey's nose. Aubrey hooks her thumb into the crotch panel, pulling it aside and unveiling her aroused, shaven pussy, allowing Zoey to stare at her impending fate. Aubrey, without a word, drops her soaked crotch upon her rival's mortified, anguished features and begins riding her. With several thrusts and a few breathy, sensual moans, Aubrey erupts. She gives her hips a few final thrusts, scrubbing her herself against the slick features of her grimacing rival, before posing on top of her throne, smirking at the applauding audience.

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #1804 on: May 24, 2019, 06:53:56 AM »
Bindi Irwin vs Chloe Grace Moretz

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The sound of the blow cracked off of sweat-soaked skin, echoing through the penthouse room, followed immediately after by a sharp grunt of pain.  It then repeated, except this time it was another voice that exclaimed in disturbance.

Bindi and Chloe stood facing one another, trading knife hand chops to their chests.  Over the course of this long and grueling brawl, the two battlers had long since lost their bikini tops, so with each impact their breasts bounced wildly in protest.  The skin of their chests glowed a violent shade of red, and there was no doubt that in the next few days to come, both beauties would be sporting ugly purple bruises at the delta of their cleavage that will prohibit any low-cut décolletage.

Again and again they traded chops, their eyes growing glazed as the exertion and abuse drained their waning strength.  But then suddenly, drawing upon some deep well of power, Bindi let loose with a savage roar, and began to deliver a flurry of chops.  Chloe seemed to begin to wither under the barrage, stumbling backward and unable to respond in kind.  If the Aussie could only maintain her offensive, victory might well be hers in but a few more moments.

But the American blonde wasn’t about to succumb to defeat just yet.  In an act of desperation, her hands flew up and her nails flashed, raking across Irwin’s deep brown eyes.  Bindi let loose a shriek and, momentarily blinded, reeled away.  She rubbed her knuckles at her eyes in a frantic effort to restore her vision, while Chloe took advantage of these few precious seconds to try and catch her breath and rally her own second wind.  And then the blonde lunged at her rival, snaring her from behind with a Full Nelson.

Gasping and mewling, the Australian struggled to pull free, but to no avail.  Her harms laced up under those of her adversary, and her fingers locked behind Irwin’s head, Chloe poured on the pressure, subjecting Bindi’s shoulders and neck to grinding pain.  Their bodies glistened as they panted as one, each pushing herself beyond the limits of her endurance. 

Astonishingly, it appeared as if Bindi were at last on the verge of powering out of the hold.  She quite likely would have…had Moretz been so accommodating as to continue to apply it.  Instead the blonde suddenly executed a surprising move:  Still applying her Full Nelson, Chloe leapt up, wrapping her legs around the Aussie’s waist, and letting her weight drag the two of them down to the floor.  Bindi landed on her butt, her tail bone taking the full impact, sending a paralyzing shiver up her spine.  That gave Moretz the precious moments she needed to lock her ankles, while simultaneously releasing her Nelson and instead using her arms to apply a Sleeper hold!

“CRIKEY!  NOOOOOOOO!” Bindi wailed as she thrashed in the dual grasps of her rival, her hands clutching haplessly at the limbs tightening around her head, the pressure inhibiting the flow of blood to her brain.  She rolled from side to side, frantic to somehow break free, but she was doomed prey in the coils of a python.  Chloe’s legs tightened around Irwin’s waist like steel bands; swiftly enough, Bindi’s movements grew sluggish and her glassy eyes began to roll up behind fluttering lids.  A pathetic whimpering moan escaped between the lips of the Aussie as she realized her defeat was imminent.  Swallowing her pride, the barely-conscious Irwin began to tap the arm of her tormentor, signaling her surrender.  But Chloe refused to accept the submission, her face twisted into a leering smirk as she squeezed her opponent into darkness, knocking Bindi out.

As Irwin’s lush body went slack, Moretz released her hold and shoved the dead weight of her slumbering foe off and rolled her onto her back.  The blonde then rose up, planted a foot on the heaving chest of the beaten beauty, and flexed her arms in a pose of absolute victory.

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #1805 on: May 24, 2019, 11:20:47 AM »
Love Chloe! Such a tenacious little hellcat.

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« Reply #1806 on: May 27, 2019, 05:32:43 PM »
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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #1807 on: June 11, 2019, 01:00:30 AM »
MINKA KELLY vs KALEY CUOCO

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Pressing her palms to the floor, Kaley started to push herself up.  But that effort was thwarted as Minka suddenly sat down hard on the blonde’s back, flattening Cuoco into the plush carpeting with a heavy grunt.    The dark-haired hellion hands then slipped around either side of her opponent's jaw, her index fingers slipping into the corners of the blonde's mouth, pulling Cuoco's head up and back while fishhooking her mouth, her lips stretched into a grim rictus, which was on full view to the elite spectators seated in their leather chairs.  "Smile pretty for the nice people," Minka purrs.  "And show them how happy you are that I'm kicking you ass!"

The blonde growled in response, her hands clutching at the wrists of her tormentor.  But what pained her the most was the truth in Kelly's words...she had been kicking Kaley's ass thus far.  Nothing the blonde attempted seemed to work, as she was thwarted again and again by her adversary.  What Cuoco didn't know what that Minka had spent many weeks preparing for this match.  Videos of these celebrity catfights were forbidden, but the brunette spoke with plenty of other women who had fought Kaley in the past, probing them for details of the blonde's style, her strength, her weaknesses.  By the time these two finally met tonight in the penthouse, Minka was an expert in Kaley Cuoco, and she used that knowledge to her full advantage.

Kaley may not have known this, but what she did know was that unless she could somehow turn the match around, she was done for.  And just the thought of Minka's smirk made the very thought of losing to her intolerable.  And so, with a warrior's bellow, the blonde suddenly and unexpectedly rolled to her side, throwing her tormentor off and breaking her hold.  Cuoco then quickly rolled the opposite way, putting distance between the two before she rolled up to her hands and knees.  Kelly began to scramble to get back up to her feet, but now the blonde launched herself from her crouched position, driving her shoulder hard into Minka's belly as she wrapped her arms around the brunette's waist, Cuoco's feet digging into the plush carpeting, driving her opponent backward until Kelly's back slammed up against the wall, drawing a pained grunt from her.

Eyes blazing with fury, her sun-kissed skin dappled with sweat, Kaley next threw a backhand chop to her adversary's chest that set her 32C's bouncing wildly, threatening to flop out of their halter cups.  The blow leaves the brunette panting and momentarily stunned, which provides Cuoco with all of the time she needs to grab her rival by her tangled mane of hair and drag her stumbling to the center of the room.  there, she steps behind Minka, presses herself against her opponent's back, and with a self-satisfied smile begins to snake her arms around the brunette's head.

Suddenly, erupting back to life, Minka reaches up and grabs the startled Kaley's by her golden tresses, and an instant later Kelly drops down to the floor on her butt, yanking her adversary down with her.  The result is Kaley's chin smashing into Minka's shoulder with her full weight behind the blow.  As the brunette releases her hold on Cuoco's hair in the same instant as impact, the force throws the blonde backward like a ragdoll.  She starfishes on the floor, glassy eyes gazing with scant comprehension at the ceiling above.  Crawling over to her splayed rival, the brunette climbs atop Kaley, setting the delta of her womanhood over Kaley's face as she applies a front facesit.  Cuoco squirms feebly, giving pitiful muffled moans, but she is now too spent to truly resist. 

Brushing damp strands of hair away from her face, Minka says, "Standing Sleeperhold...you used that against Shay Mitchell, Erica Durance and Nikki Cox.  I read your book, bitch!"  The brunette's extensive studies had paid off handsomely, as she had just the right countermove ready, one which the now-slumbering Kaley never saw coming.
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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #1808 on: June 18, 2019, 10:39:58 PM »
Olivia Holt vs Amandla Stenberg

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The two bikini-clad beauties grunted as their bodies strained against one another in a test of strength, rivulets of perspiration glistening across their flesh.  Suddenly, Olivia raises her right leg and brings it down sharply, the ball of her foot stomping down upon Amandla's toes, causing her to shriek in sudden pain.  Breaking free of their mutual grasp, Holt dips her knees and pulls her startled opponent across her shoulders, straightening up with a fireman's carry.  The blonde then begins to turn around and around, subjecting her unwilling cargo to an Airplane Spin.  Stenberg howls in panic as her senses reel and she's left dizzy from the whirling.

But even as she stops her spin, Olivia does not release her adversary; instead the blonde gives a banshee's wail and suddenly rushes full-tilt toward the wall of the penthouse wall.  At the last instant she leans forward, throwing Amandla forward, and the bronze-skinned beauty takes the full brunt of the impact, which is so forceful the drywall shatters.  Stenberg collapses to the floor in a heap, her body covered with the chalky dust of the destroyed wall, and she moans as she struggles to remain conscious.  Unsympathetic to her rival's dire straits, Holt grabs Amandla by the ankle and drags her supple body to the center of the room, laying her on her back.

Dropping to her knees, the blonde then climbs atop her adversary, facing the lower half of her body.  Holt clamps her thighs around Stenberg's head, locking her ankles in a Reverse Headscissors.  Meantime, her fingers sink into the soft inner thighs of the embattled beauty, applying clawholds to the tender muscles.  Amandla screeches from the dual agonies, her eyes wide with dismay.  Her face, cradled between the steely peach thighs of her oppressor, darkens from the crushing pressure.  Unable to withstand the torment any longer, Stanberg whines "I give!  I give!", her hand frantically tapping at the leg of her foe.  But Olivia isn't interested in a submission.  She pours every last dreg of her remaining strength into her legs, and soon enough, she hears the pitiful sigh that signals that her opponent has passed out from the anguish.

Triumphantly, Holt rises up and places a foot upon the heaving chest of the demolished battler, beaming a smug smile as she basks in the applause of the spectators.

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« Reply #1809 on: June 20, 2019, 05:31:35 PM »
Uh oh, looks like we've lost Nicole S again.   :-[

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« Reply #1810 on: June 22, 2019, 09:15:37 PM »
So that is my debut story! I hope you all like it and I'll definitely make more soon. Obviously I'm inspired by the work of some authors here and on other catfight story boards (Jackflash, Nicole S, Ginny, The Walking Dude are a few that come to mind, but there's bound to be more I'm missing off the top of my head). It saddens me that Nicole S is gone as I loved reading her stories - she used a lot of girls that we just don't see enough love for here - but hopefully one day she comes back or at the very least is doing well! I love writing shorts little write-ups so this topic is super interesting to me, so expect more stuff from me soon. Anyway, less talking, more writing, so catch you all on the flip side!

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Just wanted to weigh in and tell you what a spectacular job you did with your debut - there are so many talented writers on here to inspire you and looks like you can join the ranks of all of the amazing writers on here, with your initial two (2) stories looking pretty fantastic!!   I enjoyed them both immensely and especially Sophia/Jenna, as that is a rivalry that we've seen a number of times in the FCBA, so glad to see it explored here in another venue as well.   Definitely looking forward to more stories from you in the future and hope to see what creative stories we see from you next.  Glad to have you as part of this wonderful writing community!!

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« Reply #1811 on: June 23, 2019, 12:27:34 AM »




Candace Lerae vs Dakota Kai: Grudge Match

Tensions had been brewing backstage between Candace Lerae and Dakota Kai for months. They finally exploded when Candace discovered text message between Dakota and Candice’s husband, Johnny Gargano, The two had been fooling around behind Candice’s back!

After beating the crap out of her husband, Candice challenged Dakota to a no-holds barred, no time limit match at the next taping of NXT. The winner would be determined by either submission or KO.

“I am going to kick your Kiwi ass!” Candace promised. “And when I’m done I am going to knock you out in the world’s most devastating breast smother and humiliate you in front of the entire world!”

“Ha! You wish blondie,” replied Dakota. “Everyone knows I am the better wrestler and now your husband has proven who the better woman is. Not only will I beat you, I will strip your top off when I am done!”

An enraged Candace lunged at Dakota but other NXT wrestlers stepped in and pulled the two hellcats apart.

 

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Fight night came so enough and both ladies showed up ready to fight in their ring gear and their fists taped. It was an unusual match since both women were likeable and considered “faces” and fans were not sure who to root for, although Candace was clearly the wronged party in this case.

The two wrestlers bounced up and down on the balls of their feet and shook their limbs eager to settle their feud as soon as the bell rang.

Candace came roaring out like a bat out of fire, aiming a clothesline for Dakota but missing. She then tried to fire punches at the New Zealander but the brunette dodged those two. Both women were highly skilled wrestlers but Dakota was a little quicker and Canadace’s attacks were a little clumsy in her eagerness to hurt Dakota.

As a result a result the blonde tired herself out a little swinging wildly and missing over and over.

The match eventually turned into more of a chain wrestling contest with Candace and Dakota applying and the reversing arms bars, headlocks, scissor holds, full nelsons and wrist locks. Whenever Candace got the advantage she would apply maximum torque to her submission holds, trying to hurt Dakota as much as possible.

At one point, she trapped Dakota in an excruciating camel clutch, pulling back violently on the Kiwis’s neck and casing excruciating pain to the brunette’s lower back. Dakota gasped in pain.

“Now I’ve got you, you bitch” Candace seethed.

Dakota’s eyes closed tightly in pain and she whimpered but inch by inch she managed to make her way to the ropes, and bucking her way free, roll under them.

Candace chased after her but was met with a stiff kick to the jaw that dropped her like a rock!

Dakota picked Candace up by a handful of hair and threw her back in the ring. Kai then went on a kicking rampage. She snapped off a dozen kicks to Candace’s chest and stomach. Once she had winded the blonde she threw her into a corner of the ring. Dakota then backed up to the opposite end of the squared circle. She ran at top speed around almost the entire ring before launching a flying knee strike into Candace’s jaw! The impact was devastating and Candace pooled into a boneless ragdoll.

It was then the Dakota show for the next 10 minutes of the match as Dakota the Kicking Machine kept pounding on Candace. It ended with a top rope splash that absolutely flattened Candace.

Even though she was ostensibly the villain in this match, the crowd got fully behind the Kiwis thanks to her fast-paced, impactful style.

Instead of covering Candace for the pin, she bounced up onto her feet and opened her arms, basking in the applause from the crowd. She then wiped her hands, gesturing that her work here was done.

She grabbed Candace again by her hair and lifted her up to her wobbly legs, setting her up for a suplex.

However, out of the blue, Candace winded back and fired a devastating right cross to Dakota’s jaw, reminiscent of Lacey’s Evan’s finisher, the Woman’s Right!

Instantly Dakota was knocked out cold. A dazed Candace barely realized what she had done. She fell on top of Dakota and waited for the three count.

 

The ref reminded Candace that there was no ins in this match, it was Kos or submissions only.

“Oh yeah,” said the dazed blonde.

She then crawled on top of Dakota before stuffing her sweaty breasts over Dakota’s face.

 “I…I…told you this is how it would end, you slut,” Candace said, smiling.

Dakota gradually woke up as her oxygen was cut off. She then started jerking in a panicky motion. Candace rode out the twitching, making sure to keep her chest pressing onto Dakota’s breathing passages.

“No escape…” Candace murmured.

Dakota was in full panic now. She tried twisting and turning but Candace had her pinned too firmly and her head was still ringing from that haymaker that had ended the match.

“Can’t breathe! Can’t breathe!” said a muffled Dakota from beneath Candace.

The blonde smiled.

Eventually Dakota started seeing spots and her mind gradually drifted to black…Her body relaxed and became a plaything for Candace.

 

 

“Candace! Candace, you have to let her go!” said the ref.

“Fuck off, this bitch slept with my man,” said Candace. “I’m going to enjoy this.”

“Candace, stop, she can’t breathe!”

“I know. That’s the point idiot!” the blonde responded.

The crowd started booing lustily as the blonde tortured her victim. Finally a handful of other referees came into the ring and peeled Candace off her victim.

An utterly destroyed Dakota lay in the middle of the ring, barely breathing. Her arms splayed out. Her eyes closed, her face clammy with tit sweat, a line of drool dribbling out of one corner of her open mouth.

« Last Edit: June 23, 2019, 12:37:28 AM by Savant »

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Offline Golden Goddess

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #1812 on: June 23, 2019, 06:37:39 AM »
Sofia Vergara VS Selena Gomez

Love this. There isn't enough Sofia Vergara stuff on the forums. <3

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #1813 on: June 23, 2019, 07:31:37 PM »
A triumphant debut, Molly!  I love your work, and I can't wait to read more of it...hopefully often!  Welcome to our merry band!   ;D

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« Reply #1814 on: June 23, 2019, 11:30:12 PM »
Love the wrestler story Savant. Would love to see more WWE wrestlers like Alexa Bliss get dominated