[The Other Khalifa]

Well, IzzyJewel wanted it, and IzzyJewel is going to get it. This has been bubbling to a boiling point all morning, and Izzy seems to think the FCF crowd will choose her in a poll between us. This will be a NHB cage match in front of the whole FCF crowd, come one come all! The cage will only lift when one of us is out cold.

IzzyJewel (5'0", 95lbs, 32c, 20 years old, member of Mean Girls):
https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=63250

Vs

Mad-Maddie (5'7", 125lbs, 38DD, 22 years old):
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If Izzy wins, I become her slave in the Mean Girls Mansion for one week. If I win, I become a member of Mean Girls and Izzy becomes my slave for one week.

Yes, I'm aware that it is a mismatch, but little Izzy want this, so I'm obliging the little bratty slut.

[The Other Khalifa]

My tunnel glows orange and blue and my name is called from the announcer, so I strut out of the tunnel with me hands raised to enormous cheers. I grin as I step out in my white and pink thong bikini, shaking my perfect chest for the FCF crowd. The Mean Girls are all in attendance too, flipping me off and yelling arrogant, bitchy taunts as they cheer on their little new addition to their clique. I blow them a kiss and reply, "Don't worry, I'll be joining you girls once I put Izzy to sleep. See ya soon!"

I enter the cage and head to my corner, bouncing and limbering up, getting serious and not underestimating the feisty Izzy. I feel a swirl of emotions, only a small bit of nerves, but a large bit of excitement and elation. This bitch is going down, I say to myself. I'm going to win.

[IzzyJewel]

"Ladies and Gentleman, introducing Mean Girl....IIZZZZZZZZZZYYYYYY JEWEEEEEELLLLL!" The announcer shouts my name and I too strut through the tunnel, glowing pink and purple, and raise my fists high in my purple bikini. The rest of my Mean Girls are jumping and shouting for me, but on the other side, I hear taunts about my height and size. "Oh, fuck you losers!" I yell back as I flip them off. I scowl as I march straight to the cage, eying Maddie with disgust.

"That's right Maddie, I did want this. Because I know I can win. I know I can. You just have them big, fake fat cow utters, and that's it. Do you even know how to fight. I'm about to beat the shit out of you and then put you in the dumpster, you fucking disgusting whore. Let's do this!"

I go to my corner and wait, the Mean Girls behind me shouting my name. I put my hands on my hips and stare you down, giving you the bitchiest glare I can.

[Alexxa-Legs]

Come on Izzy, you can take her!

[The Other Khalifa]

"My, my, you really do have a trashy mouth. I'm not that surprised I guess. Tell you what, it sounds like you just need to be breastfed and then put down for your nap. I can take care of both of those for you, okay crybaby?" I'm ready to make a move I know a great deal of the crowd will enjoy. Smirking at you, I slowly take my top off and toss it to the side, letting my enormous jugs bounce free to breathe.

"Take a nice, full look Izzy. They're gonna be the end of you."

 I remember that I'm not going to underestimate you, so I get to work quick. While you stand with your hands on your hips like the little arrogant bitch you are, I close the gap quickly between us and use my height and reach advantage to grab to by the throat, hard. I let my sharp nails dig in a little, and I grin in your face as your shocked face looks up into mine, eyes bulging and panicking. "This won't last more than a minute, you little brat!"

[Alana Quill]

Is this a fight? Hello what? 911 I need to report a murder in progress. Izzy writes. Maddie writes. They are both comparable content which I like however....physics...turns out when you increase mass in the force equation. It increases the output force. Sooooo.... byyyyye Izzy.

[EllieClawz]

This is totally a win win for Mean Girls, I'm cool with either outcome honestly. But let's go Izzy!!

[ItsBritniBetch]

I'm pulling for you shorty! Tag team me if you need to, I'll gladly help!

[IzzyJewel]

Okay, wow. Straight into choking me. I am nowhere near ready for that move, and panic does indeed flood through me as I stare back up at you. You closed the gap so quickly that I was completely taken by surprise. My legs jerk and I raise my hands up and grab your wrist, trying to rip your hand away, but even now, seconds in, I'm in trouble. Ripping at your wrist appears to have no effect. Gonna have to go dirty early. Balling my fist, I launch it as hard as I can into your crotch. Your grip on me slackens only slightly, but it's enough. I tear your hand away and fall back into my corner, gasping for breath as you remain on your feet, massaging your crotch. It looks more like I inconvenienced  you more than anything.

You stay where you are so I use the cage wall to pull myself back up, still gasping as I return my bitchy glare to my face. "I let my boyfriend choke me every night bitch, it's gonna take more than that.

Britni yells from the stands that she'll help, but I shake my head. "I've got this Britni!"

Time to return the surprise favor. I suddenly use the cage to push off and charge at you, launching myself into your middle with all my might and wrapping my arms around your waist, squeezing as hard as I can muster. "I'm going to turn you into an empty tube of toothpaste, you top heavy dumb bitch!"

[EJB]

In the battle of accounts registered yesterday, I'll take the much bigger blonde with the huge tits over the adorable little brunette.

[The Other Khalifa]

Your little arms squeeze tight, and I'll admit that for a moment, you do apply some mean pressure to my ribs. I groan as you squeeze, but when I realize that you're putting your all into it and it's really not doing quite that much, my grin returns and I look down at you hugging my waist. "Well, you've got some heart, even if it is a cold little, cruel slutty heart. But wow, you are dumb. Thanks for making it easier for me."

With your face at my chest's height, I use both hands and bring you right into my cleavage, letting that little bratty face take a mouthful of my perfect breasts. Your scrawny little body squirms against mine. I laugh as I pull your head back every few seconds, letting you breathe. I don't really want this to end too quickly now, it is pretty fun! Even better is looking at the Mean Girls in the crowd each time I bring your face back for another suffocating stuff into my 38DD tits.
"Hey, Britni was it? Don't worry, I can do you next if you want. Or better yet, you and Izzy here really can tag team me, I'll put both you little spoiled, poorly behaved children back in your cribs!"

[Alana Quill]

Would that make this a fair fight is the question. How many Mean Girls does it take to screw a- oh wait hold on. I mean "win a fight" my bad, ladies. I have a theory. It will probably make some people mad though.

[Alana Quill]

Pollfights need a mercy rule.... first Vanessa now this. And it's not like Izzy isnt good. Her writing is dope I'm so fucking happy but this isnt a fight it's an execution.

[snw]

This isn’t the worst way to lose though. I’d take zero votes to trade places with Izzy. My advice would be to just fight it Izzy!! Try to make it take as long as you possibly can and enjoy it.  To Maddie I  say very nice. Very very nice and by all means take as long as you like to finish this. I do not think you will have too many complaints. Not even from Izzy I’m guessing so please carry on. Alana is absolutely correct about the writing makes this even more enjoyable and look forward to more from both girls. Please continue!!

[IzzyJewel]

Stars explode through my vision as you forcefully shove my face into your impossibly large pillows. I squirm and kick as much as I can, but you have a firm grip on my head. Every time I start to get a little separation to breathe, you bring me in close for another stuff. I hear the crowd chanting your name, clearly enamored by your nasty fake tits. But through it all, desperation courses through me like a wild animal, and like a wild animal, I resort to the fangs.

You arrogantly bring me closer for another stuff into your chest, and I can hear your voice in my head saying, "...sounds like you just need to be breastfed." Alright bitch, you want to breastfeed me. Well then, enjoy THIS! I chomp down hard on the soft tissue of your wobbling right tit, digging my teeth in tight and shaking my head as I do it. I hear you scream, which only makes me bite harder. Your grip on my head slackens, and finally I relinquish your fat breast with my teeth and pull back away from you, grinning with a dribble of blood at the corner of my mouth. "Careful what you wish for, you arrogant bitch!"