Young Tigresses 9 Girl Brawl
Ciara Bravo
Abigail Breslin
Sammi Hanratty
Olivia Holt
Stella Hudgens
Lia Marie Johnson
Peyton List
Chloe Moretz
Ariel Winter
It was audacious in concept and riotous in execution. Nine of the most exciting young phenoms in celebrity catfighting, all battling at once to determine who the "Young Tigress of 2016" is. The nonet of lasses, each garbed in a tiger skin print bikini or one-piece, gathered in a large rectangular room, deprived of all furniture, with thick carpeting below their feet. The elite spectators watched from above the fray from a balcony that encircled three side of the room.
The signal was given, and the melee erupted. Wordlessly, eight of the girls all focused on the same target at once: within moments, Sammi Hanratty found herself flat on her back, with all eight of her rivals diving on top of her in a monkey pile. Driven unconscious by the crushing weight, Hanratty was the first eliminated.
With an even number of combatants now, the contest turned into a quarter of one-on-one fights. Petite high-flyers Ciaro Bravo and Peyton List found their speed and agility of little use against their larger, more brawl-adept opponents, and they were swiftly knocked out by Lia and Olivia.
The number now reduced to six, temporary alliances began to form. Stella Hudgens found herself overwhelmed and battered into unconsciousness by the hellish duo of Abigail Breslin and Lia Marie Johnson, leaving her in a crumpled heap on the floor. A mere heartbeat later, Abigail turned on her erstwhile ally and, with a rear naked choke, soon had her rival slumbering as well.
Things took a bit of a comical turn as Olivia snared Ariel in a headlock...only to have Abigail headlock her...and then Chloe headlock Breslin! The foursome snaked around the room, grunting and groaning, until finally Abigail swung her left arm up, slamming it between Moretz's thighs. Chloe let out a piercing yelp and, releasing her headlock, dropped to her knees. Breslin released her hold on Johnson and pounced on the stunned Chloe, tightly wrapping a sleeper hold on her fellow blonde. Moretz thrashed, her hands tugging at the arms wrapped like steel bands around her head, until finally her leaden arms fell and her eyes fluttered shut.
And now there were three.
Olivia and Ariel had been trading punches and kneelifts to bellies and breasts, their curvaceous bodies glistening with perspiration as they gasped and moaned from the dual hammerings. Suddenly Breslin joined the struggle, and Holt found herself double-teamed; a slap from Winters spun the blonde around, while another slap from Abigail spun her right back. After several more of these, Olivia found herself snuggled tightly between her two adversaries, as Breslin and Winters each applied a bearhug on her, their bosoms crushing Holt's lush body between them, squeezing the air from her lungs. After several long moments of squirming, the blonde went limp. Abigail and Ariel released their crushing embrace, and Olivia collapsed to the floor in a heap.
An instant later, Winters and Breslin were tearing into each other. Hated rivals long before this night, both hoped the battle would come down tot he two of them, so each could have the pleasure of defeating the other. Minute after minute ticked by as the blonde and the brunette battered one another, both struggling against utter exhaustion, their bodies wracked with pain. Yet still they pushed themselves, both determined to defeat the other.
In a replay of the move that left them as the last two girls standing, Abigail and Ariel finally clutched one another in bearhugs, except now there was to Lia between them, so their breasts pressed agonizingly against each other as they moaned and mewled. Their bodies trembled from the pain and the exertion, until it seemed as if they would topple to the carpet.
It was now that Olivia finally sat up, having regained her senses. Winters and Breslin were so intent on battling each other, neither had made certain that Holt was fully knocked out. Now, rising up on shaky legs, Olivia limped over to her opponents, who were still so focused on each other they failed to notice her return to the match. Both Ariel and Abigail yelped as Olivia grabbed them by their hair, then slammed their heads forward, the foreheads of both cracking together. Badly dazed, the two released their bearhugs and collapsed to their backs, eyes glazed as they lay moaning in pain.
Moving with all of the speed she could muster from her own aching body, Olivia grabbed Abigail by the wrists and dragged her across the floor and onto her belly, they laid her atop Ariel in such a way that the blonde's face nestled between her rival's breasts, while Breslin's own breasts pressed down upon the prone Winters. Holt then snaked her right leg under Ariel, while her left legs wrapped about Abigail's back, and she began to squeeze, pressing her victims tightly together with her scissors, and forcing them to smother each other!
Abigail and Ariel squirmed, but they could not pull free of their tormentor's boa-like legs. And then, as one, Breslin and Winters ceased to move altogether, as they were KO'd. With a groan, Olivia released her hold and pushed herself up to her feet. She then planted a foot upon the rear end of the slumbering Abigail, raised her arms in a victory pose, and with a self-satisfied smile and a giggle, proved herself the true Young Tigress!
