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As you come closer, passing by the haunted cemetery on one side. The mist and fog laden, haunted forest on the other.
You feel the eyes watching, all that you do.
The spirits know your coming, will you survive or soon be joining them?

Through the entry gates, you soon arrive at Slaughter mansion.
The ladies guest rooms all ready. Food and drink ready in the grand ballroom. An indoor pool, with spacious sauna, to the back of the mansion.
The door slowly creaks open, as staff greet you. While more eyes from the dark and shadows watch.
WELCOME and let the mayhem begin !!

Guys, you are NOT there. You may respectfully give support or who you voted for. Your not interacting with the ladies or making perverted comments to them.
Be respectful or be gone.
LADIES feel free to add other photos yourself and costume, while poll goes on.
Most of the ladies provided photos of costumes in sign ups.

For the few that did not. To get things rolling, I found ones, that hopefully you will like. Feel free to add different one while poll runs.

YOUR COSTUMED CATFIGHTERS !!

BELLA13 As the Dark Goddess

MARLU QUEEN As the Dark Mardi Gras Jester

ERIN LEE As Cruella De Vil

KELLYCLAWS As Ms Marvel

CHRISTINA S As The Hot Witch

OLGA As the Goddess of War Kratos

ALEXANDRA X As Harley Quinn

LYNN JENKINS As The Scarlett Witch

SEXY TINK As the Sexy Slasher

MISS HELL FOR LEATHER LYNX As Demon Nun

RONI As Roni/Freddy Krueger

LEXIBABE As Voodoo Queen

NEKOKITSUNE As Lady Death

ALIX_FIGHTS As Ciri from Witchcraft 3

THAI.KAT As The Wiccan Kat

LAUREN (TATT CAT) As Jungle Girl From Bali

ALIFIGHTZ As Princess Jasmine

~SOPHIE~ As Jessica Rabbit

KATEA/KateA (Kate wanted to do full caps version but also your usual Id style for you) As The Devil in Heels

NIKI As Spider-Woman

LADIES ..

You were listed in order you signed up.
Again feel free to add other photos of yourself or costume while this goes on.

The lady that wins gets a trophy Icon she can use her profile.

LET THE MADNESS BEGIN !!

marlu, erin, olga, niki, and sophie
Unfortunately, none here seems able to beat sophie  :(

Thunder flashes through the sky as " The poison goddess" Belladonna appears at the front door of the manchion , and smirks as she just seems to belong in this long forsaken place. She moves along the grand hall and allows stormbolt a moment as he wss hosting this party and it is rude not to atleas acknowledge the host with that done she moved into the house it's self she smelled the air looking for a hint or ruin that her vision treks of and .moves past saying nothing else. 

I move cautiously, surveying the battleground in the distance, looking left and right and listening for any sounds that might be a forewarning.  a  haunted cemetery and haunted forest await, and then Slaughter mansion in the mist shrouded distance.  I place my replica sword to one side, as it will be no use once I pass into the zone: my natural weapons against those of my peers will be feet and knees, hands, closed into fists, open for vicious slaps or curled into an opponent's hair, nails honed to a level of sharpness for clawing, perhaps even teeth.  Where will it start I wonder?  In the cemetery or forest, of will it wait until the mansion itself with its many venues?  Time will tell.  I see figures approach the mansion doors from a distance, squinting to observe and perhaps witness the start of the fighting.  I move closer and closer, drawn in by the irresistible pull of impending combat.

As I walk through the tall metal gates of the mansion and into the graveyard, I realize one thing!!  I have nothing to fear of the dead!  They are at their resting places.  It's the living that I have to watch out for, and I see a bunch of them in the distance entering the mansion dressed in a variety of costumes, some looking very lethal and dangerous.  But that was something that I also had to expect, so I begin making my way toward that dark entrance at the back of the large house.  Already I can see someone.....or something....looking out of one of the upper story windows at me.  I highly doubt that I will mix in well with this crowd, but I know the meaning of survival. And who do I see?  None other than my close friend Marlu!!  Oh, how we have sat next to each other at catfighting event in the  past.  But this is much different!!  We are not watching others fight this time, we may have to end up facing each other at some point.  I don't know if she saw me or not, but by the way these steps creak LOUDLY as I climb them, it sure didn't take an open invitation to say "HERE I AM"!!!  SO I am ready for anything that may come out of a dark corner at me..................

Is that Berlin below? I mutter to myself? Nah...impossible! My sense of direction is impeccable.

The Dear Readers scream in unison:

No it's not!!!

*Several Hours Later*

"What the fuck! Why is the red square where the Atlantic Ocean should be?" I scream out into the night sky in frustration and suddenly it dawns on me that this Devil took a wrong turn at London.

"FUCK!" I scream into the night sky, as I succumb to the realisation that I will be taking the scenic route to the US.

*Many Hours Later*

That's the Golden Gate Bridge, I'm sure of it! Dear readers... help a Devil out will you?

The exasperated dear readers confirm I am indeed flying over the Golden Gate Bridge and that finally I had arrived in the US. With me at last on the right continent I adjust my flight path and head to slaughter mansion.

The local time was 11:00pm when I finally arrive at Slaughter mansion. I gracefully descend and land just out of sight. Well we can't have mortals seeing a Devil now can we? However being the cautious Devil I am, I landed a good ten minute walk from the main gates to the mansion. Thankfully however with my legs and my stamina I can run it in half that time and at last five minutes later I cross the threshold and step into the grounds of Slaughter Mansion. As soon as I do and once again showing that the Dark Lord is as good as his word, all my demon power leaves me and I'm now mortal.

But don't escape me being mortal for weakness. This Devil is sassy, sexy, beautiful... has legs the rest of the participants would kill for and skills that cannot be matched. Be it in the bedroom or in a catfight... This Devil rules! So I say to my dear reader's judge me by my body if you must. But hang on and don't be hasty with your votes...read my posts and enjoy a level of creativity and cruelty no other bitch here can match!

So it's with a cheeky and sexy grin I step inside slaughter mansion. I nod respectfully and smile at Stormbolt as I pass him. My eyes scan the room carefully, as I look for any and all possible advantage and thankfully I see many things a creative Devil like me can use. In fact I was just about to give some examples when suddenly a tormented Banshee screamed at the top of her lungs. The sound is so demonic it shakes poor Stormbolt and even I shudder at the twisted screams of pain. However just when I was going to call the big boss man and tell him something really sinister and evil had escaped from hell...I notice Bella. I notice Bella and the Karaoke machine. I notice Bella practically deep throating the karaoke machines microphone.

"Fuck! When the hell did Bella start taking singing lessons from Lexibabe? This is beyond evil...this is a Covid level public health menace!" I inform Stormbolt... but then in an uncharacteristic display of public service I click my fingers and the Karaoke machine loses power.

What happened to being mortal? Are you going to be all Super Kate? Ask the dear readers.

"What? Me Super? All I did was click my fingers and kick out the power lead for the Karaoke machine. Really dear readers...if you're going to follow me, you should always keep your eyes on my legs ;) " I coo.

Meanwhile a puzzled Bella examines the non functioning Karaoke machine with the same degree of puzzlement a chimpanzee has when examining a Rubik's cube. With Bella completely distracted and as technologically savvy as a abacus user from around 2700 BC, I take the opportunity to play some real tunes:

https://suno.com/s/EuDJZDQjpq6jN2Dr (https://suno.com/s/EuDJZDQjpq6jN2Dr)

With my awesome and original Halloween track playing...I perform a sexy and private lap dance for Stormbolt and boy does he enjoy the show, as his hand grab on to my waist. My skintight black latex dress is like a second skin and Stormbolt is free to indulge himself while I wait for the party to get really started. His hands have VIP access all areas... well a Devil has got to thank her gracious host *Kiss-Kiss*.

I sit in front of my mirror, and smile,  19 souls for me to put in peril,  iv'e not arrived. at the haunted mansion yet how would I know, you may ask,   you need not worry about how I know, the voodoo doo queen has her ways

19 are waiting, it would have been 20, but  I  frightened away, one already, one down. 19 more to go. close my eyes. and. whisper. my incantation.., I appear,, bees the cemetery. and make the. short walk.  towards the end of. so called haunted mansion

as I approach.  I see all sorts of ghouls, and hobgoblins, , they have. no idea, what's. about to hit them..I make my way up the front steps. into the front  hallway, I look around, some I know,  some are knew to me, all will soon learn the  ahem  darkness of the voodoo queen

I smile. and make pleasantries with some of the guest, scanning the room, identifying the ones to eliminate first...then make byway up stairs. to room to prepare myself for what's about to come.

Quote from: KateA - The Devil In Heels on October 17, 2025, 09:16:26 PM
Is that Berlin below? I mutter to myself? Nah...impossible! My sense of direction is impeccable.

The Dear Readers scream in unison:

No it's not!!!

*Several Hours Later*

"What the fuck! Why is the red square where the Atlantic Ocean should be?" I scream out into the night sky in frustration and suddenly it dawns on me that this Devil took a wrong turn at London.

"FUCK!" I scream into the night sky, as I succumb to the realisation that I will be taking the scenic route to the US.

*Many Hours Later*

That's the Golden Gate Bridge, I'm sure of it! Dear readers... help a Devil out will you?

The exasperated dear readers confirm I am indeed flying over the Golden Gate Bridge and that finally I had arrived in the US. With me at last on the right continent I adjust my flight path and head to slaughter mansion.

The local time was 11:00pm when I finally arrive at Slaughter mansion. I gracefully descend and land just out of sight. Well we can't have mortals seeing a Devil now can we? However being the cautious Devil I am, I landed a good ten minute walk from the main gates to the mansion. Thankfully however with my legs and my stamina I can run it in half that time and at last five minutes later I cross the threshold and step into the grounds of Slaughter Mansion. As soon as I do and once again showing that the Dark Lord is as good as his word, all my demon power leaves me and I'm now mortal.

But don't escape me being mortal for weakness. This Devil is sassy, sexy, beautiful... has legs the rest of the participants would kill for and skills that cannot be matched. Be it in the bedroom or in a catfight... This Devil rules! So I say to my dear reader's judge me by my body if you must. But hang on and don't be hasty with your votes...read my posts and enjoy a level of creativity and cruelty no other bitch here can match!

So it's with a cheeky and sexy grin I step inside slaughter mansion. I nod respectfully and smile at Stormbolt as I pass him. My eyes scan the room carefully, as I look for any and all possible advantage and thankfully I see many things a creative Devil like me can use. In fact I was just about to give some examples when suddenly a tormented Banshee screamed at the top of her lungs. The sound is so demonic it shakes poor Stormbolt and even I shudder at the twisted screams of pain. However just when I was going to call the big boss man and tell him something really sinister and evil had escaped from hell...I notice Bella. I notice Bella and the Karaoke machine. I notice Bella practically deep throating the karaoke machines microphone.

"Fuck! When the hell did Bella start taking singing lessons from Lexibabe? This is beyond evil...this is a Covid level public health menace!" I inform Stormbolt... but then in an uncharacteristic display of public service I click my fingers and the Karaoke machine loses power.

What happened to being mortal? Are you going to be all Super Kate? Ask the dear readers.

"What? Me Super? All I did was click my fingers and kick out the power lead for the Karaoke machine. Really dear readers...if you're going to follow me, you should always keep your eyes on my legs ;) " I coo.

Meanwhile a puzzled Bella examines the non functioning Karaoke machine with the same degree of puzzlement a chimpanzee has when examining a Rubik's cube. With Bella completely distracted and as technologically savvy as a abacus user from around 2700 BC, I take the opportunity to play some real tunes:

https://suno.com/s/EuDJZDQjpq6jN2Dr (https://suno.com/s/EuDJZDQjpq6jN2Dr)

With my awesome and original Halloween track playing...I perform a sexy and private lap dance for Stormbolt and boy does he enjoy the show, as his hand grab on to my waist. My skintight black latex dress is like a second skin and Stormbolt is free to indulge himself while I wait for the party to get really started. His hands have VIP access all areas... well a Devil has got to thank her gracious host *Kiss-Kiss*.

I could let my meat puppet speak, but between her crying and whining it is hard to listen to it or her so Ill be right back.

Sorry about that had to put her away. Now with that done I can carry on with my missive is seems a victim arrived. I watched her enter from the shadows. I paused as I did not want to rip her in half the blood mood is a bit tricky. Yes it allows me power but also it makes control issues ,and given it is bad taste to rip others in half so I have t wait till they move out of the moon beams. Sadly

The thunder and lightning crash and hit the tree's as the graveyard awakening the hell portal as I stalk the graveyard heading to the mansion looking for my first victim blood drips from my nails and lipstick as I taste blood

Shame that I've missed this call! :(

Dressed as per my profile picture for the Halloween battle.

It is a battlefield, hoping men will look at me lustfully in my tight top, tight black latex skirt, stockings and wicked heels.

Not the safest outfit, but I want to take any man I can from these bitches.

It is not safe at any point multiple sluts could turn on just one sole woman.

I flirt with every male hoping to infuriate other women to make stupid frustrated moves that may result in their peril.

Ali, Erin and Kate are at the top of my list, these nasty bitches need to be destroyed.  But for now I flirt but I am cautious.

I want this bad to be the Halloween queen. Hoping desperately to strike an alliance with another woman, right now as much as she is a danger to me, I want to trike and alliance with Kate and any other woman who realises no woman who does not team up has  much chance of surviving this battle.

Interesting collection of Halloween cat fighters here.

Bella
Lynn
Tink
Tatt Cat
and Niki

Those are my favorites.

Quote from: ChristinaS on October 18, 2025, 02:34:54 PM
Dressed as per my profile picture for the Halloween battle.

It is a battlefield, hoping men will look at me lustfully in my tight top, tight black latex skirt, stockings and wicked heels.

Not the safest outfit, but I want to take any man I can from these bitches.

It is not safe at any point multiple sluts could turn on just one sole woman.

I flirt with every male hoping to infuriate other women to make stupid frustrated moves that may result in their peril.

Ali, Erin and Kate are at the top of my list, these nasty bitches need to be destroyed.  But for now I flirt but I am cautious.

I want this bad to be the Halloween queen. Hoping desperately to strike an alliance with another woman, right now as much as she is a danger to me, I want to trike and alliance with Kate and any other woman who realises no woman who does not team up has  much chance of surviving this battle.

While dancing for Stormbolt I suddenly stop when I hear the words of Christina. I climb off his muscular lap and turn towards her, I fold my arms and tilt my head as I listen carefully. An alliance...she suggests an alliance?

I can't deny the wisdom in her words and an alliance would make surviving the night easier.  So with a smile like sin on my face, I uncross my arms and walk over to my sexy new partner. My heeled boots click rhythmically on the floor and I lick my lips as I look over your incredibly hawt body. I finally come to a stop as my chest playfully bumps into your own and my hands gently grasp your waist. I whisper:

"We should discuss our alliance by the refreshment table"

With that my left hand playfully stroking your pert ass and I guide you to the refreshment table for a glass of punch. I giggle as I pour you a glass and hand it to you and as I do my left hand squeezes your right butt cheek.

"So then our alliance...shall we seal it with a kiss?" I whisper

With this and my previous actions your totally relaxed, I've put you completely at ease...so when both my hands reach for your hair...you anticipate excitedly the joining of my moist red lips....

ARHHH...

Your screams fill the room as suddenly I yank on your hair and slam your over made whore face into the punch bowl. Before instantly yanking it out again and throwing you towards Lynn our beloved Scarlett Witch.

"Heh Scarlett Witch...this fucking walking bag of disease and bad taste seems to have a drinking problem. It's fair to say the punch disagreed with the whore! Perhaps you can introduce the bitch to a different flavour of Punch!?"

Shoot I missed this poll it would've been fun to be apart but I cast my votes

Through the mansion there are many long, and sometimes twisted hallways, and corridors.
At times the boards creaking, as if someone walking across them, with no one visible.

The winding stairways, leading to upper rooms. Now and then a soft light breeze, with no wind possible.
Maybe someone passing you on the stairs. Maybe someone whispering get out before it's to late.

The large library room, a relaxing game room.
Here and there, even in some of the bedrooms. Secret panels, doorways and passages can be found.
A few even leading to the large basement and catacombs beneath.

Now and then a soft pounding inside of the walls, Maybe rats, maybe people or spirits trying to get out. It is early Halloween.
Things become more active and terrifying, as darkness descends more fully later.

Outside figures wisp and dart to and fro. In the forest and cemetery. As all the guests arrive. The fog slowly rolls from both towards the mansion, cutting it off from the rest of the world.

Quote from: stormbolt7 on October 18, 2025, 06:29:32 PM
Through the mansion there are many long, and sometimes twisted hallways, and corridors.
At times the boards creaking, as if someone walking across them, with no one visible.

The winding stairways, leading to upper rooms. Now and then a soft light breeze, with no wind possible.
Maybe someone passing you on the stairs. Maybe someone whispering get out before it's to late.

The large library room, a relaxing game room.
Here and there, even in some of the bedrooms. Secret panels, doorways and passages can be found.
A few even leading to the large basement and catacombs beneath.

Now and then a soft pounding inside of the walls, Maybe rats, maybe people or spirits trying to get out. It is early Halloween.
Things become more active and terrifying, as darkness descends more fully later.

Outside figures wisp and dart to and fro. In the forest and cemetery. As all the guests arrive. The fog slowly rolls from both towards the mansion, cutting it off from the rest of the world.

Fools dressed up as all manner of things, but it is not till I hear the with call that I react.  Its not with the hell fire or anything like that.people expect calamity and while that is fun anyone people expect why would people lack understand that suffering takes time and while I have targets let them stew in there juices while I put some prices in place. So I move around the party and tap the wall listening for the hollow space. Once that is found I continue to walk along the wall and find an entrance.

I slipped into the wall and shut the way in because no need for noicey    children trying to be clever... And so it begins studying the prey..

I see bella,and her puppet, it's hard to tell the difference between the two, did Bella put the puppet away, or was that the puppet putting Bella back in her place?

then there is the imp her self...Kate..    then the flaming redhead. Lynn..aaagh,, the way the light reflects off that red mop, is blinding, luckily I have my  shades.

the. there. are. Alix.  and Ali...I know they don't get along, so I'll just wait. and finish off the scrapes. between the two of them...

as for the remaining few, I'll cast my devilish. spells upon them.. they. have no idea....YET!

I walk up to the creepy old house.  The tombstones are really setting a mood, but the fog machine is a nice touch.  I survey the room.  Oh my so many creatures from myth and legend.  The required Harley Quinn of course.  Oh a Disney princess?  oh.  mirror.  Freddy is looking a lot more curvy that last I saw him.  Perhaps he passed the the Ranma universe and fell into a particular spring at Jusenkyo.  A little worm water...nah.  Alix with a plastic sword to match her boobs.  good.  A thai Kat with a bad attitude.  Thta one will give you cyber wounds that take awhile to heal.Kelly looks very patriotic.  Good thing I have a genie on my side.  Who wants to make a wish?   :D

It's a rainy night. The sky is lite up with the sounds of thunder and the flash of lighting streaking through the sky. Arriving at the entrance to the mansion a chill comes into the air as fog and drizzle spreads throughout. An uneasy feeling becomes over as I'm about to the ground. There's no point of return as I venture through the big steel gates.
The wind picks up and I hear the howling trees and dogs barking in the distance. I sense that I'm being watched from a distance as I slowly go towards the mansion. As I continue my progress I notice a bunch of men with picks and shovels digging up dirt. In the back of the truck there's headstones. Is this the graveyard for the carnage of dead bodies  that's about to happen. My body shivers at the thought of being buried there.
As I arrive at the steps I'm greeted by the host with a dog each side of him. He says nothing but points to the main door.
Walking slowly up the steps the front door opens creaking and squeaking. 
I enter inside and see a massive room.  There's stairways leading up to other rooms. There's guests already here lurking behind the shadows.  Unseen and quiet. Then to the corner of my eye a guest dressed up as a Devil cozies up to hot guest dressed in black and without hesitation grabs her hair as her screams echo through the room and smashes her face into a drunk bowl. Then tosses her to a redhead witch whose nearby. 
My instincts tell me not to interfere but I'm not that kind of person.
As I'm about to head over I get a tap on my shoulder. I turn around quickly with my hands clenched and ready to fight.
Ensues she says. "Would you like a drink"
Can you tell me what the drink us.
"She replies it's the house drink".
Mmmm let me think I'll take two but wait here I'll be back in a minute.
I grab a drink and walkover towards the bitch in the Devil outfit.
Tap her on her shoulder. "Pick a boo " and smash the glass on her left side of her head. Grab her by the scruff of her a hair and back and throw her over towards the redhead witch. Take this skank instead   
I grab the other guest and pull her away. Be careful and trust no one and that includes me as I walk back to get my drink.
I apologize to,the servant for keeping her waiting and grab my drink. I see a chair and table in the corner and go sit down keeping my eyes peeled of my surroundings.

Quote from: Niki on October 19, 2025, 05:03:11 AM
It's a rainy night. The sky is lite up with the sounds of thunder and the flash of lighting streaking through the sky. Arriving at the entrance to the mansion a chill comes into the air as fog and drizzle spreads throughout. An uneasy feeling becomes over as I'm about to the ground. There's no point of return as I venture through the big steel gates.
The wind picks up and I hear the howling trees and dogs barking in the distance. I sense that I'm being watched from a distance as I slowly go towards the mansion. As I continue my progress I notice a bunch of men with picks and shovels digging up dirt. In the back of the truck there's headstones. Is this the graveyard for the carnage of dead bodies  that's about to happen. My body shivers at the thought of being buried there.
As I arrive at the steps I'm greeted by the host with a dog each side of him. He says nothing but points to the main door.
Walking slowly up the steps the front door opens creaking and squeaking. 
I enter inside and see a massive room.  There's stairways leading up to other rooms. There's guests already here lurking behind the shadows.  Unseen and quiet. Then to the corner of my eye a guest dressed up as a Devil cozies up to hot guest dressed in black and without hesitation grabs her hair as her screams echo through the room and smashes her face into a drunk bowl. Then tosses her to a redhead witch whose nearby. 
My instincts tell me not to interfere but I'm not that kind of person.
As I'm about to head over I get a tap on my shoulder. I turn around quickly with my hands clenched and ready to fight.
Ensues she says. "Would you like a drink"
Can you tell me what the drink us.
"She replies it's the house drink".
Mmmm let me think I'll take two but wait here I'll be back in a minute.
I grab a drink and walkover towards the bitch in the Devil outfit.
Tap her on her shoulder. "Pick a boo " and smash the glass on her left side of her head. Grab her by the scruff of her a hair and back and throw her over towards the redhead witch. Take this skank instead   
I grab the other guest and pull her away. Be careful and trust no one and that includes me as I walk back to get my drink.
I apologize to,the servant for keeping her waiting and grab my drink. I see a chair and table in the corner and go sit down keeping my eyes peeled of my surroundings.

The stench of cheap perfume is overpowering, it assaults my nostrils long before that glass on the side of my head ever could. The blow was sharp, crisp and cleanly executed.

"Ow you Bitch!" I scream as the glass shatters on my head.

I'm knocked off balance and I fall to my knees, but then I feel you grab my hair. You viciously pull on it and hurl me towards the Scarlett Witch. I land near her feet and with my left hand shaking; I gingerly stroke the side of my head where I was struck with the glass. A small trickle of blood is wiped onto my fingers and I smile approvingly, yes I smile.

"What the Fuck! Are you nutz Kate? Wait don't answer that!" - Mutter the dear readers.

I slowly raise myself off the floor with the grace of a rising phoenix being reborn from the ashes. I turn and look at blondie sat in the corner, my smile gets more radiant and I playfully lick my red lips. My heels click on the wooden floors as I slowly walk towards our beloved "Trailer Park Spider Slut".

"I can forgive the glass to the head, in fact bravo...I approve. But bitch helping that rancid whore up off the floor. That is a bitch ass move! If that whore wants to get up off the floor, let it be under her own power. Or are you planning to play mummy all night? Will you be wiping her tears? Will you be comforting her because someone called her a mean word? Have you plasters for her skimmed knees? Or will you be kissing her Boo-Boos better instead?"

Suddenly I stop in the middle of the room and I cross my arms, looking sternly at "Trailer Park Spider Slut" and I hiss:

"You're pathetic! And you're trash and omg you make Lexibabe look classy. That is not an accomplishment to be proud of bitch!"

But as I talk I start walking again and as I slip past Princess Jasmine, well in that outfit it's more like concubine Jasmine. My left hand gives her back a stern push and I send her face first towards our beloved Wiccan Kat. The concubine and the Kat clash like bowling pins, yet they both remain standing. I smile as I wonder if my little nudge of encouragement will spark a reaction between them?

"Heh Princess Jasmine, no sorry Concubine Jasmine...we should have a little girl chat later tonight. Just the two of us!" I hiss as our concubine and Wiccan Kat are left with the split second decision of whether to attack each other or do something else?

With my eyes firmly locked onto our "Trailer Park Spider Slut" I begin side stepping and place at the back of me one of the mansion's interior walls. Then calmly and coldly I say:

"So bitch...wanna catfight? Or are you just going to sit on your fat lazy ass all night and reminisce about past glory?"

The atmosphere in the room changes, yes I've kicked a hornets nest but so did Niki! If we clash, we're both getting badly stung!

Can't wait for all of these fights to break out ;) !

Well, well, well, what do we have here?

Tis the night of all witches and as always we meet up at the haunted mansion to enjoy ourselves at the expense of our fellow witches. Now it would be all too easy for me to arrive last and turn the assembled into toads. It has to be said here that some aren't as pretty as ya average toad but more of that later. Let's set the scene for the arrival of Cruella De Vil. Once through the heavy iron gates we witches lose our powers, shame really, i could do with some toads to restock my pond. Lightening flashes lighting up the graveyard, thunder shakes the ground. Bats circle looking for food, an owl screeches in annoyance at the driving rain...and through all this i glide serenely towards the old wooden doors of the mansion. I can hear a cacophony of noise coming from behind the door, this makes me smile a somewhat harsh evil smile. There will be fun tonight!

I ease the door open and step inside discarding my wet cloak over the back of a convienient chair, i stand for a moment letting my eyes become used to the light of the room. I see some rivals and some newbies to our witches coven, giggling away at the far side of the room is witch Bella, instantly recognisable by the huge wart on the end of her nose. Over by the bar, where else would you find her is Kate aka the devil in heels, she seems to be having a contretemps with a witch that i have never seen before but i know of her reputation. She goes by the name of Niki, quite a stunning looking witch but i doubt Kate is interested in that as she just had a glass smashed against her cheek. Then further into the room stands an old hag, Thai.Kat by name and Thaied up Kat by nature. We have danced around each other on a few occasions, maybe this is our time to really get to work on each other.

I walk around the room studying the combatants wondering which one will be brave enough to come and fight Cruella De Vil.

Blessed be witches.

Hope Erin bitch slap kat

I  see lynn. ,kate. and Christina, already  in each others mugs,,  I hear the smack of skin being slapped,see Kate. stumble

it puts a smile on my face.. shame I was'ent the first one to do it....Bella looks like she is ready to stick her witch's nose in it

I start forwards.   when Alex. clumsily  walks into me..

From the crystal blue water of the sun swept lagoon, Lauren the blonde Bali Jungle Girl emerges and slips into her Sumatran tiger print loin bikini. I stealthily make my way through a maze of palm and banyan trees and climb to the crest of the highest hill overlooking my island jungle queendom.

Something is most def in the air. I feel the sinister vibes all the way out here, so strong, so powerful, drawing me in. Against my will? No. I embrace the chaos. I accept it as it consumes me until I find myself on the crest of yet another hill ... far from home but strangely familiar.

I crouch and watch the activity from my high vantage point ... biding my time ... observing ... planning ... gathering info ... waiting for the purrfect time to pounce ...

Quote from: KateA - The Devil In Heels on October 19, 2025, 10:35:47 AM

Quote from: Niki on October 19, 2025, 05:03:11 AM
It's a rainy night. The sky is lite up with the sounds of thunder and the flash of lighting streaking through the sky. Arriving at the entrance to the mansion a chill comes into the air as fog and drizzle spreads throughout. An uneasy feeling becomes over as I'm about to the ground. There's no point of return as I venture through the big steel gates.
The wind picks up and I hear the howling trees and dogs barking in the distance. I sense that I'm being watched from a distance as I slowly go towards the mansion. As I continue my progress I notice a bunch of men with picks and shovels digging up dirt. In the back of the truck there's headstones. Is this the graveyard for the carnage of dead bodies  that's about to happen. My body shivers at the thought of being buried there.
As I arrive at the steps I'm greeted by the host with a dog each side of him. He says nothing but points to the main door.

That dumb bitch Kate has to pay,

Lynn is a danger right now, Erin is in the mix but that bitch Kate needs to pay. She turns her back and I now walk behind yanking her hair and knee her in the arse causing her to fall forward onto a messy food table.

I reach down and slam her head into the table gain lean down and kiss the worthless bitch as the is a bit dazed, "Payback is a  bitch Kate".

Careful not to go top far as Lynn, Erin and others are so close they may move in for the kill if my battle with Kate damages me to early and leaves either of us at their mercy.

Right now Kate is more most vulnerable and I see them look her over for any opportunity,
Walking slowly up the steps the front door opens creaking and squeaking. 
I enter inside and see a massive room.  There's stairways leading up to other rooms. There's guests already here lurking behind the shadows.  Unseen and quiet. Then to the corner of my eye a guest dressed up as a Devil cozies up to hot guest dressed in black and without hesitation grabs her hair as her screams echo through the room and smashes her face into a drunk bowl. Then tosses her to a redhead witch whose nearby. 
My instincts tell me not to interfere but I'm not that kind of person.
As I'm about to head over I get a tap on my shoulder. I turn around quickly with my hands clenched and ready to fight.
Ensues she says. "Would you like a drink"
Can you tell me what the drink us.
"She replies it's the house drink".
Mmmm let me think I'll take two but wait here I'll be back in a minute.
I grab a drink and walkover towards the bitch in the Devil outfit.
Tap her on her shoulder. "Pick a boo " and smash the glass on her left side of her head. Grab her by the scruff of her a hair and back and throw her over towards the redhead witch. Take this skank instead   
I grab the other guest and pull her away. Be careful and trust no one and that includes me as I walk back to get my drink.
I apologize to,the servant for keeping her waiting and grab my drink. I see a chair and table in the corner and go sit down keeping my eyes peeled of my surroundings.

The stench of cheap perfume is overpowering, it assaults my nostrils long before that glass on the side of my head ever could. The blow was sharp, crisp and cleanly executed.

"Ow you Bitch!" I scream as the glass shatters on my head.

I'm knocked off balance and I fall to my knees, but then I feel you grab my hair. You viciously pull on it and hurl me towards the Scarlett Witch. I land near her feet and with my left hand shaking; I gingerly stroke the side of my head where I was struck with the glass. A small trickle of blood is wiped onto my fingers and I smile approvingly, yes I smile.

"What the Fuck! Are you nutz Kate? Wait don't answer that!" - Mutter the dear readers.

I slowly raise myself off the floor with the grace of a rising phoenix being reborn from the ashes. I turn and look at blondie sat in the corner, my smile gets more radiant and I playfully lick my red lips. My heels click on the wooden floors as I slowly walk towards our beloved "Trailer Park Spider Slut".

"I can forgive the glass to the head, in fact bravo...I approve. But bitch helping that rancid whore up off the floor. That is a bitch ass move! If that whore wants to get up off the floor, let it be under her own power. Or are you planning to play mummy all night? Will you be wiping her tears? Will you be comforting her because someone called her a mean word? Have you plasters for her skimmed knees? Or will you be kissing her Boo-Boos better instead?"

Suddenly I stop in the middle of the room and I cross my arms, looking sternly at "Trailer Park Spider Slut" and I hiss:

"You're pathetic! And you're trash and omg you make Lexibabe look classy. That is not an accomplishment to be proud of bitch!"

But as I talk I start walking again and as I slip past Princess Jasmine, well in that outfit it's more like concubine Jasmine. My left hand gives her back a stern push and I send her face first towards our beloved Wiccan Kat. The concubine and the Kat clash like bowling pins, yet they both remain standing. I smile as I wonder if my little nudge of encouragement will spark a reaction between them?

"Heh Princess Jasmine, no sorry Concubine Jasmine...we should have a little girl chat later tonight. Just the two of us!" I hiss as our concubine and Wiccan Kat are left with the split second decision of whether to attack each other or do something else?

With my eyes firmly locked onto our "Trailer Park Spider Slut" I begin side stepping and place at the back of me one of the mansion's interior walls. Then calmly and coldly I say:

"So bitch...wanna catfight? Or are you just going to sit on your fat lazy ass all night and reminisce about past glory?"

The atmosphere in the room changes, yes I've kicked a hornets nest but so did Niki! If we clash, we're both getting badly stung!

Is anyone going to tell Mr. TC the Charming Gadfly that he's not the show here? Well, I will.  Sit down and shut up, TC.

Since everyone seems to have a favorite here. My thoughts are the opposite.
I'm not going to vote for
The Crybaby squad
Erin
Lynn
Bella
Kate
Alexandra

And should you happen in a moment of Rum Runner excess to send TC the Charming Gadfly a message with even a tinge of criticism, you will -- oh Lord you will -- quickly receive a reply that shows the charm is fake.

Moving through the mansion with my wine as I hunter the this kat as the thunder crashes and the lighting flash as my blood boils as my nails arch ready for war

Continuing to watch from my nice cozy place I spot an old doll making a quick dash towards Ali dressed as Princess  Jasmine and bumps her from behind. They stare at each other but nothing as of yet becomes of it but her attention is turned to Erin dressed as cruelly de vil. She definitely knows how to make an entrance as she struts through the room looking for attention as If she's a dog in heat. Where's TC when you want him as he's nowhere to be found. That old doll bitch is certainly not taking her eyes off her.   Must be some bad blood from the past between them.
My eyes are quickly turned towards the fracas that's going on by the drink station.
My surprise the bitch Christina I pulled away from from harms way is getting pummeled by the redhead with. Obviously there seems to be an alliance between her and the the devil kate. Good to know in the future.
But I don't see kate.  Where did that slick bitch go as my eyes wonder around the room looking for her.
Then out of the shadows she appears in front of me snarling and grunting at me.
Do you want to fight as she says in an angry tone as she clicks her eyes and licks her lips.
I guess your head getting smashed didn't put any sense into that brain of yours. But there again do you have a brain.

I smile and get up looking relaxed and calm. I saw what you did to Christina as she stands her ground. Not to be blindsided like Christina I grab my glass full of drink and splash it on her face.
Push the table to the side I reach out with with my left hand and out it on her throat and squeeze tightly and with my right hand clench I unleash and hit her on her left rib cage BAMMM that's from me I pull back and do it again BAMMM that's from Christina. I fling her across the room where she bumps into the demon nun hellcat.
Do me a favor throw the trash out.
I turn my attention to Christina and go over and help her. Her face bloodied from the vicious attack from the redhead bitch.
Take her to a quiet spot where I summon one of the servants to bring some towels over to clean her up. 

Quote from: Thai.Kat on October 19, 2025, 08:45:33 AM
The room is filling up nicely now. Its full of every lowlife. Its worse than Detroit!
Still tucked away observing i see a very familiar face i had slapped many times before. That bitch Alifightz is here in yet another cheap costume that will go up in flames if she stands near a candle.

Time to mingle i thnk so i come out of the shadows and make a b-line to her. A few heads turn as i do as i slowly walk across towards her swaying my hips as I do. She has her back to me so i bump my knee into the back of hers and she stumbles slightly. It was comedy. She spins round to face me, i pop my srink on the table. Inces from each other ... YOU! We both growl at each other !!

I sipping my drink, eyeing Alix as a possible victim when I stumble.  I turn and face the bitch what did it.  "YOU!!" we both cry out.  It's the Thai Kat probably still angry about the last time I shredded her.  We go right for each other, my hands shooing into her hair pulling her pathetic little cat ears away

Quote from: WindyRules on October 19, 2025, 08:34:24 PM
Is anyone going to tell Mr. TC the Charming Gadfly that he's not the show here? Well, I will.  Sit down and shut up, TC.

Yes he does seem priveleged

That Spider slut outfit really.

I hope my fans like my special treat picture, I aim to plant my vag on more than one face before I am finished with these bitches.

If it comes down to Niki and me I may change to my Wonder Woman outfit for a final showdown vs Niki.

But for now I owe Niki an alliance she has had my back, shit I even will let my guard down to Niki, jealous of her popularity but I owe her for having my back.

Niki's actions I owe her, I honestly can not do anything but support for from her actions, unlike Kate I m loyal and Niki has earnt my loyalty. Niki would be formidable in an alliance, and right now I owe her and have her back.  Kate the dumb bitch is on her own.

As for Kate that bitch I want to claw her face, crotch, tits.

Well, by the time I got there, everyone was already fighting each other. If I'd stayed any longer, I'd have been stuck stepping over corpses. So, bitches, who wants to fight?

Voted for everyone except Erin ...lol

 And here I am, flashing my butt (I chose this outfit myself) and walking with a firm gait to a wonderful party in a wonderful mansion. I look around carefully. No, I'm not afraid of an attack, I'm looking for one person, one girl... But it looks like she hasn't arrived yet. Harley, motherfucker, get your skinny ass over here! I specially dressed up as a whore from hell, and I came here with one purpose, fuck, Harley, I want to kill you! This is my goal, and if any of you dressed up bitches get in my way, I swear by the fires of hell, you will regret it!

As I enter the mansion, I take in the participants of this upcoming fracas.  There are the usual players:  Erin, Kate, Lexi, Bella and Lauren, the tatted one.  There are a host of newcomers, some I've clashed with, some I have not, and some I've never seen before.  I move cautiously, grabbing a glass of blood red wine (seems appropriate) as I survey the few skirmishes that have broken out: not too serious yet, merely feeling each other out, probing defenses honed my fights galore. Thai Cat and Ali have squared off, driven by previous encounters, and Kate has attracted the usual amount of attention.  I glance at those uncommitted, those hanging back, looking for the right and most advantageous time to strike.  Roni, the flame haired vixen as Freddy Krueger, like she needed extra long nails, Lauren as Jungle Cat, definitely dangerous, Alexandra, the Russian blonde of many names, dressed as Harley Quinn, Nekokitsune as Lady Death, Lexi as Voodoo Queen and  most notably, Erin as Cruella De Ville.  I shift my eyes to each, weighing their strengths and weaknesses, getting the same looks in return.  Who to fight now, or is it better to wait to pick off the carrion of other encounters, those are the questions of the moment.

Quote from: Alix_Fights on October 20, 2025, 01:48:48 PM
As I enter the mansion, I take in the participants of this upcoming fracas.  There are the usual players:  Erin, Kate, Lexi, Bella and Lauren, the tatted one.  There are a host of newcomers, some I've clashed with, some I have not, and some I've never seen before.  I move cautiously, grabbing a glass of blood red wine (seems appropriate) as I survey the few skirmishes that have broken out: not too serious yet, merely feeling each other out, probing defenses honed my fights galore. Thai Cat and Ali have squared off, driven by previous encounters, and Kate has attracted the usual amount of attention.  I glance at those uncommitted, those hanging back, looking for the right and most advantageous time to strike.  Roni, the flame haired vixen as Freddy Krueger, like she needed extra long nails, Lauren as Jungle Cat, definitely dangerous, Alexandra, the Russian blonde of many names, dressed as Harley Quinn, Nekokitsune as Lady Death, Lexi as Voodoo Queen and  most notably, Erin as Cruella De Ville.  I shift my eyes to each, weighing their strengths and weaknesses, getting the same looks in return.  Who to fight now, or is it better to wait to pick off the carrion of other encounters, those are the questions of the moment.

As I watch the action from the inside of the walls. I spot my first prey of the evening. I see her in a threadbear coat as I feel the fire from the blood moon begin to burn not intense like most expect but more like ambers from a fire that is dying as I hit the button and the panel swings open. And I come out and hit Erin like the slut she is. Spinning her into Kate and the host storm bolt the only reason I did not take care of them in the moment. Instead I pin balled off Erin and into Alix fights. I needed to beat her and my other targets are busy.

Quote from: Niki on October 20, 2025, 04:44:34 AM
Continuing to watch from my nice cozy place I spot an old doll making a quick dash towards Ali dressed as Princess  Jasmine and bumps her from behind. They stare at each other but nothing as of yet becomes of it but her attention is turned to Erin dressed as cruelly de vil. She definitely knows how to make an entrance as she struts through the room looking for attention as If she's a dog in heat. Where's TC when you want him as he's nowhere to be found. That old doll bitch is certainly not taking her eyes off her.   Must be some bad blood from the past between them.
My eyes are quickly turned towards the fracas that's going on by the drink station.
My surprise the bitch Christina I pulled away from from harms way is getting pummeled by the redhead with. Obviously there seems to be an alliance between her and the the devil kate. Good to know in the future.
But I don't see kate.  Where did that slick bitch go as my eyes wonder around the room looking for her.
Then out of the shadows she appears in front of me snarling and grunting at me.
Do you want to fight as she says in an angry tone as she clicks her eyes and licks her lips.
I guess your head getting smashed didn't put any sense into that brain of yours. But there again do you have a brain.

I smile and get up looking relaxed and calm. I saw what you did to Christina as she stands her ground. Not to be blindsided like Christina I grab my glass full of drink and splash it on her face.
Push the table to the side I reach out with with my left hand and out it on her throat and squeeze tightly and with my right hand clench I unleash and hit her on her left rib cage BAMMM that's from me I pull back and do it again BAMMM that's from Christina. I fling her across the room where she bumps into the demon nun hellcat.
Do me a favor throw the trash out.
I turn my attention to Christina and go over and help her. Her face bloodied from the vicious attack from the redhead bitch.
Take her to a quiet spot where I summon one of the servants to bring some towels over to clean her up.

Arhh Halloween, isn't it one of the best times of the year? Personally I love it with all the ghouls, spectres and demons out in force. However to my vampire friends I say this, watch out for that Buffy bitch. She and Mr Pointy are no joke, anyway I digress.

Back in slaughter Mansion and with my back against the wall my eyes were locked on "Trailer Park Spider Slut". I asked the bitch if she wanted to catfight and her response was a definite yes, but her attack was perhaps more fitting to MMA than a catfight...but I can work with it :)  The bitch throws her drink in my face, I close my eyes before the liquid impacts which was definitely a good call. As it seems our blonde oaf was drinking varnish, yes varnish. Clearly this bitch is no Einstein but guzzling down Varnish! Eek Yikes she's a moron!

The bitch grabs my throat with her left hand and squeezes, I feel myself beginning to choke as BAMMM and then again BAMMM two sharp painful punches impact my left ribcage. My sides ache and I grunt in pain as I'm thrown across the room, was I thrown one handed? I do not know but thrown across the room I was and I land near our demonic nun who thankfully for me was standing against some rather soft cushion's that was placed in a pile on the floor. The cushions break my fall and I avoid further personal injury, the exception of course being the embarrassment of being thrown across the room.

I take a few minutes for the pain in my ribs to die down, which is not as bad as first feared. As really...two punches? That's not going to take me down. That's not going to take down anyone is this room.

*10 minutes later*

Rested, and rejuvenated thanks to a little Gin that I stole from Erin. I decide it's payback time! With her attention distracted by Christina and the servants helping her, I storm on over to where "Trailer park Spider slut" is standing and I take my right high heeled boot and I slam it with perfect precision and accuracy into the bitches right Calcaneal Tendon. And for those who did not pay attention in school it is perhaps more commonly referred to as the Achilles Tendon.

As night follows day, a good strong attack to the Achilles tendon (And this was good and strong) it drops our "Trailer Park Spider Slut" to her knee.

I hiss "A word of advice...don't fuck with the Devil!"

I slam my right knee into the small of the back, my hands interlock together and I grab "Trailer Park Spider Slut" under her chin. Carefully I ensure my fingers are well away from her mouth, So definitely no biting her way out of this predicament and I pull back.

This dear readers is an extraordinary event, as I hate wrestling. Yet here I am using a camel clutch. Who would of thunk it?

With my previous blow to your Calcaneal "Achilles" Tendon, your right leg is in agony. So powering out with your legs is difficult to nay impossible.

I continue to pull back on your chin increasing the pressure to your spine, as my knee mercilessly presses into it. My grip on your chin is locked in tight and I'm stronger than I look, yep I'm a gym bunny...the cutest Gym bunny in the UK :)

However the pain you're feeling MUST be agony! Still our Niki is clearly very talented, very strong and very tenacious. So I'm sure she will find a way out of her predicament and like you dear readers, I can't wait to read it....

However...

"Lynn, Erin! Do either of you two want to come and kick this bitch in the face!"

Kicking her in the face would be my pleasure Kate...but girl, you stole my gin!!! How VERY dare you lol

I was just getting a bead on Niki, nothing personal you understand but she's kinda hot and there just ain't no room for two hot witches in this 'ere mansion. Anyway, my studied glare was interrupted as i'm suddenly spun around by Bella, she of the warty nose, i take a smack and then sent spinning across the room like some kind of spinning top, cannoning into Kate, sorry, not sorry and ending up flopping into a handily placed chair. The worst part of that was in cannoning into Kate i made her lose her hold on her glass of MY gin...i mean, what a bloody waste.

So, i sit there, legs crossed surveying the room, i could go after Bella, but she seems intent on getting some action with Kate. I'd like to get into it with Niki, but she has her hands full. A sneak attack from the rear i hear you say...well yes, i'm not adverse to a sneak attack but my eyes have alighted on another witch who looks like she's itching for a fight but so far hasn't found a willing partner. With a sigh i ease myself out of the chair and glide around the room until i come up behind said witch. I tap her on the shoulder and as she turns i swipe my right palm across her face...the witches name...OLGA!

Quote from: Erin Lee on October 20, 2025, 06:06:43 PM
Kicking her in the face would be my pleasure Kate...but girl, you stole my gin!!! How VERY dare you lol

lol this drinking habit of mine will be the death of me ;D

Quote from: sherry on October 19, 2025, 10:23:21 PM
Since everyone seems to have a favorite here. My thoughts are the opposite.
I'm not going to vote for
The Crybaby squad
Erin
Lynn
Bella
Kate
Alexandra

So very kind of you. Do you actually get involved with fights here or just put people down? Just askin'

Erin

Great adjustment on your buddy list.  I could picture Mish rolling over in her retirement.

I lurk in  a darkened corner surveying the few early skirmishes,  as the ballroom  fills.  with the guest...

awww,  I notice. Erin enter, how  fitting. if I pop the bubble of ,the legend of Erin lee myself...prehaps before this is over I muse

I notice. Alex, siping her glass, of wine,,and mouth a few words,,  lifting two fingers. up quickly,, and smile. seeing her surprise

of the glass,tiping and spilling. the liquid on her

As I watch the action from the inside of the walls. I spot my first prey of the evening. I see her in a threadbear coat as I feel the fire from the blood moon begin to burn not intense like most expect but more like ambers from a fire that is dying as I hit the button and the panel swings open. And I come out and hit Erin like the slut she is. Spinning her into Kate and the host storm bolt the only reason I did not take care of them in the moment. Instead I pin balled off Erin and into Alix fights. I needed to beat her and my other targets are busy.

I see a shape emerge from the shadows, crashing into Kate, Erin and our host.  I tense up just before the crazy slut Bella slams into me, and I react as anyone would when being attacked.  I grab onto her dirty blonde hair, accepting the impact as we go chest to chest, and start to pull and yank on her ratty hair, extending her charge as we both go spinning off into the shadows, locked in combat.  We've traded words and taunts in the past, but now it's time to FIGHT!  I pull and yank as hard as I can, digging my nails into her scalp in a full costumed fury. "You BITCH, I'll teach you not to mess with me!".  I no more get the words out when Lexi tips my drink on me, and then charges.  I reach out swing at her, missing at first but I rip one hand out of Bella's mop, latching onto Lexi's, pulling into the melee with Bella, the three of a careening against the far wall.  Will it be a three way catfight, or will they gang up on me?  No way to know, the only option is to lash out at both of these bitches.

Quote from: lexibabe on October 20, 2025, 10:18:44 PM
I lurk in  a darkened corner surveying the few early skirmishes,  as the ballroom  fills.  with the guest...

awww,  I notice. Erin enter, how  fitting. if I pop the bubble of ,the legend of Erin lee myself...prehaps before this is over I muse

I notice. Alex, siping her glass, of wine,,and mouth a few words,,  lifting two fingers. up quickly,, and smile. seeing her surprise

of the glass,tiping and spilling. the liquid on her

The name is ALIX, your ignorant brunette bitch, and you just invited yourself into a three way catfight with Bella and me.  I might not win, but I'll leave my mark on both of you!

Quote from: Alifightz on October 19, 2025, 01:57:49 AM
I walk up to the creepy old house.  The tombstones are really setting a mood, but the fog machine is a nice touch.  I survey the room.  Oh my so many creatures from myth and legend.  The required Harley Quinn of course.  Oh a Disney princess?  oh.  mirror.  Freddy is looking a lot more curvy that last I saw him.  Perhaps he passed the the Ranma universe and fell into a particular spring at Jusenkyo.  A little worm water...nah.  Alix with a plastic sword to match her boobs.  good.  A thai Kat with a bad attitude.  Thta one will give you cyber wounds that take awhile to heal.Kelly looks very patriotic.  Good thing I have a genie on my side.  Who wants to make a wish?   :D

A 'plastic sword to match my boobs', huh?  Don't you think if I was gonna get implants they'd be bigger?  Maybe like the work you had done on your fat BUTT!

I am close to shutting this poll down. If you think someone shouldn't comment on this poll keep it to yourself. If it is positive comments there is no harm in it.

Half these fuckjng polls have  alts picking fights with each other during the polls and strangely that is never a problem to anyone. And if this post means I will never be the super popular poll or message board fight person, whew that is a relief.

This post is for information and a fair warning. Do not take it as an invitation for debate. Now we return to the WNUF Halloween Special already in progress

*I swing the door to Stormbolt Central open with my hip and slip inside, balancing a case of beer and a jumbo box of Nut Goodies in each hand.*

''Stormy! Stormy, where ya at? I've got sweets and booze, and I wanna watch some random beat the bitch out of each other!''

*Setting the two cases down next to the control panel, I settle into the swivel chair and put my feet up, scanning the wall of monitors for a promising fight as I pop open my first cold one.*

Will add more things to the poll soon.

Felt should say this after one of the very respected mods gave warning.

PLEASE let the ladies that actually signed up for this to enjoy, and have fun with it.
PLEASE don't carry outside grudges or character assassination into it. Especially if your not even part of this. Take that somewhere else.
Again guys, yes you can comment who you voted for, your top picks.
Same time don't try to put yourself into the storyline. Your not there or part of it. Don't Add anything inappropriate or vulgar towards any of the ladies.

That all said, YES think I could use a drink now.
(Btw guilty fave now and then. Chilled shot of Ole smoky salty caramel whiskey. If doing karaoke a snakebite shot.)
Ladies the mansion bar IS now open!
BACK TO YOU LADIES !!

I walk in, looking around the interior with interest, all that antique furniture and other junk, when suddenly someone taps me on the shoulder... I turn around and see a completely unfamiliar girl, but even though we haven't met before, I unmistakably recognize the local favorite, Erin Lee.
Everything about her pose just begs to fly. I'm not kidding. Her legs are too close together, and her center of gravity is high. Simply perfect. 
I smile sweetly, then grab her arms and pull her toward me. As I do, I fall backwards, and just as I begin to roll onto my back, I plant my foot on Erin's waist, throwing her over me in a spectacular tomoe nage. My strength and mass add to the effect and Erin falls backwards onto the floor with a thud. Ippon! If we were at a competition, it would be a clear victory, but we're not at a competition, we're in a haunted house.
I'm about to check on Erin, maybe she needs help or something, but I hear a familiar voice from the street (I haven't gotten far from the front door yet).
I go outside and see Sasha, dressed as Harley Quinn, kneeing Neko, dressed like a whore from hell, in the groin. I realize what's happening between them is very personal and decide to return to the mansion.

Quote from: Olga on October 21, 2025, 10:56:33 AM
I walk in, looking around the interior with interest, all that antique furniture and other junk, when suddenly someone taps me on the shoulder... I turn around and see a completely unfamiliar girl, but even though we haven't met before, I unmistakably recognize the local favorite, Erin Lee.
Everything about her pose just begs to fly. I'm not kidding. Her legs are too close together, and her center of gravity is high. Simply perfect. 
I smile sweetly, then grab her arms and pull her toward me. As I do, I fall backwards, and just as I begin to roll onto my back, I plant my foot on Erin's waist, throwing her over me in a spectacular tomoe nage. My strength and mass add to the effect and Erin falls backwards onto the floor with a thud. Ippon! If we were at a competition, it would be a clear victory, but we're not at a competition, we're in a haunted house.
I'm about to check on Erin, maybe she needs help or something, but I hear a familiar voice from the street (I haven't gotten far from the front door yet).
I go outside and see Sasha, dressed as Harley Quinn, kneeing Neko, dressed like a whore from hell, in the groin. I realize what's happening between them is very personal and decide to return to the mansion.

I only just manage to land that slap on Olgas cheek when she grabs my arms and pulls me towards her, as she does she rolls onto her back and plants her foot on my waist. I find myself flying over Olgas prone form and i don't even have my broomstick with me. I land with a thud on my back, blowing up a cloud of dust, clearly they can't get the staff these days. I groan and lie there for a moment trying to catch my breath. Rolling over i see Olga has lost interest and headed over to Sasha aka Harley Quinn. Struggling back to my feet i flex my back, that landing hurt, gotta hate these cold stone floors. I brush myself down and as i do i see Olga heading back into the main hall.

Now not being one to let a lil set back disturb me i show disinterest until she is close by and once she is i spring into action, kicking out my right heel at the inside of her left knee i lunge for her hair with the intention of sinking my claws into her mop and trying to swing her around by it, cackling in glee as i look for somewhere, or somebody to toss her.

Quote from: Erin Lee on October 21, 2025, 11:16:10 AM

Quote from: Olga on October 21, 2025, 10:56:33 AM
I walk in, looking around the interior with interest, all that antique furniture and other junk, when suddenly someone taps me on the shoulder... I turn around and see a completely unfamiliar girl, but even though we haven't met before, I unmistakably recognize the local favorite, Erin Lee.
Everything about her pose just begs to fly. I'm not kidding. Her legs are too close together, and her center of gravity is high. Simply perfect. 
I smile sweetly, then grab her arms and pull her toward me. As I do, I fall backwards, and just as I begin to roll onto my back, I plant my foot on Erin's waist, throwing her over me in a spectacular tomoe nage. My strength and mass add to the effect and Erin falls backwards onto the floor with a thud. Ippon! If we were at a competition, it would be a clear victory, but we're not at a competition, we're in a haunted house.
I'm about to check on Erin, maybe she needs help or something, but I hear a familiar voice from the street (I haven't gotten far from the front door yet).
I go outside and see Sasha, dressed as Harley Quinn, kneeing Neko, dressed like a whore from hell, in the groin. I realize what's happening between them is very personal and decide to return to the mansion.

I only just manage to land that slap on Olgas cheek when she grabs my arms and pulls me towards her, as she does she rolls onto her back and plants her foot on my waist. I find myself flying over Olgas prone form and i don't even have my broomstick with me. I land with a thud on my back, blowing up a cloud of dust, clearly they can't get the staff these days. I groan and lie there for a moment trying to catch my breath. Rolling over i see Olga has lost interest and headed over to Sasha aka Harley Quinn. Struggling back to my feet i flex my back, that landing hurt, gotta hate these cold stone floors. I brush myself down and as i do i see Olga heading back into the main hall.

Now not being one to let a lil set back disturb me i show disinterest until she is close by and once she is i spring into action, kicking out my right heel at the inside of her left knee i lunge for her hair with the intention of sinking my claws into her mop and trying to swing her around by it, cackling in glee as i look for somewhere, or somebody to toss her.

The blow to the knee hurt a lot, but what's even worse is that Erin grabbed my hair! I spent so much time getting my hair to match my costume, and now this bitch has ruined everything. I'm furious; her behavior is inexcusable! Now that she's running around me and pulling my hair, I'm unlikely to be able to give her another spectacular throw, although, everything in its time.
Rudeness deserves a rude response. She's pulling my hair? Great, we can play this game together! I run my hands through her hair, clenching them into fists, and now we start pulling each other in a mutual grip. My knee throbs with pain and I respond with vengeful cruelty by kicking Erin in the shin.

This Olga witch is toned up to the nines, i see her abs as i swing her around. Crap, just like me to pick on the gym bunny. I can see she's struggling with that knee i kicked though, no muscle there to stop the attack. Just as i'm considering what i can do with her i feel her fingers lock into my hair. We are now locked into a mutual swirl of hair and insults, just to add to the situation you kick me in the shin. I yelp in pain and my twirling now becomes a hop and a limp, a hop and a limp. "Whoa...hold it a moment" i gasp as i slow to a stop, hoping Olga will do the same.

"good kick that, witch" i say with a scowl as i move closer to you, yank your top apart to expose your breasts, "nice baps" i chortle and i swipe at them with my nails. A rude response deserves a ruder one.

 
"Mmm... your suffering tastes so wonderful, but don't worry, we still have plenty of time and you'll enjoy it to the fullest."
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Oh! Who do I see? Could it be Alexandra herself, who is undoubtedly the queen of whores?
Of course, I can't give you what you're used to, because I'm not such a crazy slut as you, but you can bury your face in my cxnt, just the way you like it.
While I'm thinking about all this, Alex comes up to me and says, "Hi darling, did you miss me?"
and before I could say anything, this bitch kneed me in the pussy! The blow was so strong that I lost the ability to move, all I could do was grab my bruised vagina with my hands and gasp for air like a fish washed ashore. Tears started flowing from my eyes and that bitch Harley, or Alex, or Sasha, or whatever her name was, she started making fun of me, fuck, her tongue on my face, it was too much!

She's standing too close to me, I can't swing properly, and I'm still dazed after her blow, so I grab the bitch by the hair with my right hand and squeeze her pussy with my left. I use all my strength for this attack; of course, if she weren't wearing those stupid shorts and stockings, the effect would be better, but even with the strength I managed, Alex's face twisted in pain.
"Yes, bitch, this is just the beginning, and you'll have plenty of time to enjoy what I'm giving you!"

Quote from: KateA - The Devil In Heels on October 20, 2025, 05:54:19 PM

Quote from: Niki on October 20, 2025, 04:44:34 AM
Continuing to watch from my nice cozy place I spot an old doll making a quick dash towards Ali dressed as Princess  Jasmine and bumps her from behind. They stare at each other but nothing as of yet becomes of it but her attention is turned to Erin dressed as cruelly de vil. She definitely knows how to make an entrance as she struts through the room looking for attention as If she's a dog in heat. Where's TC when you want him as he's nowhere to be found. That old doll bitch is certainly not taking her eyes off her.   Must be some bad blood from the past between them.
My eyes are quickly turned towards the fracas that's going on by the drink station.
My surprise the bitch Christina I pulled away from from harms way is getting pummeled by the redhead with. Obviously there seems to be an alliance between her and the the devil kate. Good to know in the future.
But I don't see kate.  Where did that slick bitch go as my eyes wonder around the room looking for her.
Then out of the shadows she appears in front of me snarling and grunting at me.
Do you want to fight as she says in an angry tone as she clicks her eyes and licks her lips.
I guess your head getting smashed didn't put any sense into that brain of yours. But there again do you have a brain.

I smile and get up looking relaxed and calm. I saw what you did to Christina as she stands her ground. Not to be blindsided like Christina I grab my glass full of drink and splash it on her face.
Push the table to the side I reach out with with my left hand and out it on her throat and squeeze tightly and with my right hand clench I unleash and hit her on her left rib cage BAMMM that's from me I pull back and do it again BAMMM that's from Christina. I fling her across the room where she bumps into the demon nun hellcat.
Do me a favor throw the trash out.
I turn my attention to Christina and go over and help her. Her face bloodied from the vicious attack from the redhead bitch.
Take her to a quiet spot where I summon one of the servants to bring some towels over to clean her up.

Arhh Halloween, isn't it one of the best times of the year? Personally I love it with all the ghouls, spectres and demons out in force. However to my vampire friends I say this, watch out for that Buffy bitch. She and Mr Pointy are no joke, anyway I digress.

Back in slaughter Mansion and with my back against the wall my eyes were locked on "Trailer Park Spider Slut". I asked the bitch if she wanted to catfight and her response was a definite yes, but her attack was perhaps more fitting to MMA than a catfight...but I can work with it :)  The bitch throws her drink in my face, I close my eyes before the liquid impacts which was definitely a good call. As it seems our blonde oaf was drinking varnish, yes varnish. Clearly this bitch is no Einstein but guzzling down Varnish! Eek Yikes she's a moron!

The bitch grabs my throat with her left hand and squeezes, I feel myself beginning to choke as BAMMM and then again BAMMM two sharp painful punches impact my left ribcage. My sides ache and I grunt in pain as I'm thrown across the room, was I thrown one handed? I do not know but thrown across the room I was and I land near our demonic nun who thankfully for me was standing against some rather soft cushion's that was placed in a pile on the floor. The cushions break my fall and I avoid further personal injury, the exception of course being the embarrassment of being thrown across the room.

I take a few minutes for the pain in my ribs to die down, which is not as bad as first feared. As really...two punches? That's not going to take me down. That's not going to take down anyone is this room.

*10 minutes later*

Rested, and rejuvenated thanks to a little Gin that I stole from Erin. I decide it's payback time! With her attention distracted by Christina and the servants helping her, I storm on over to where "Trailer park Spider slut" is standing and I take my right high heeled boot and I slam it with perfect precision and accuracy into the bitches right Calcaneal Tendon. And for those who did not pay attention in school it is perhaps more commonly referred to as the Achilles Tendon.

As night follows day, a good strong attack to the Achilles tendon (And this was good and strong) it drops our "Trailer Park Spider Slut" to her knee.

I hiss "A word of advice...don't fuck with the Devil!"

I slam my right knee into the small of the back, my hands interlock together and I grab "Trailer Park Spider Slut" under her chin. Carefully I ensure my fingers are well away from her mouth, So definitely no biting her way out of this predicament and I pull back.

This dear readers is an extraordinary event, as I hate wrestling. Yet here I am using a camel clutch. Who would of thunk it?

With my previous blow to your Calcaneal "Achilles" Tendon, your right leg is in agony. So powering out with your legs is difficult to nay impossible.

I continue to pull back on your chin increasing the pressure to your spine, as my knee mercilessly presses into it. My grip on your chin is locked in tight and I'm stronger than I look, yep I'm a gym bunny...the cutest Gym bunny in the UK :)

However the pain you're feeling MUST be agony! Still our Niki is clearly very talented, very strong and very tenacious. So I'm sure she will find a way out of her predicament and like you dear readers, I can't wait to read it....

However...

"Lynn, Erin! Do either of you two want to come and kick this bitch in the face!"

The servants bring me over some towels as I help Christina with her injuries. Not noticing of what's going on around me I feel a sharp pain at the rear of my right lower heel. I scream out in pain AHHHH and drop to one knee. My other knee drops down as well. Everything is happening so fast before I realize it I'm slammed by her knee in my back as I fall flat on my stomach. Feeling shocked and stunned sh puts her hands around my lower chin interlocks her fingers tightly while she places her ass firmly on my back and pulls my chin backwards. I only realize it's kate because of smell of her horrible perfume. My pan tolerance is high but it's only a matter of Time where it will become unbearable.
Laying there she asks Erin or Lynn if they want to kick my face in but to my relief none take her offer up. 

As I'm in this awkward predicament and seeing this kind of hold before from my self defense training. I thought I would never see this hold on me.
I know I'm bigger and stronger than kate
I start to shake and move my body.
I power my left knee up followed by my right. I place my hands on the floor feeling  her grip loosening as I slowly stand up.
I put my hands around her legs and go backwards and ram her body against the wall. Immediately she looses her grip and falls onto the floor. My adrenaline is so high that I'm oblivious to the pain enough is enough as I kneel down and give her the kiss of death.
I get up and look upwards and look for forgiveness as what I'm about to do. Seeing her in pain I place my left firmly over her throat and press down. She grabs my leg  trying to get them off her throat but her attempt is fruitless as she gets weaker. You will meet your maker.
As I'm pressing my leg down Christina gets in front of me.
Niki Niki please stop. I want to Punish her for what she has done to me.
Still pressing down and seeing what Christina went through it's only appropriate that she should get some revenge.
I take my left off and as I'm leaving I kick her on her right side for good measure.
She's all yours as I walk away.
Then I hear an announcement that the bar is open. I could do with a drink or two as I maneuver through  Multiple fights that are happening all over the room.
I find a quiet spot. and sit down to enjoy a drink.
I ask for something strong as the screaming and fighting echoes through the room. 

Quote from: Niki on October 21, 2025, 04:57:01 PM

Quote from: KateA - The Devil In Heels on October 20, 2025, 05:54:19 PM

Quote from: Niki on October 20, 2025, 04:44:34 AM
Continuing to watch from my nice cozy place I spot an old doll making a quick dash towards Ali dressed as Princess  Jasmine and bumps her from behind. They stare at each other but nothing as of yet becomes of it but her attention is turned to Erin dressed as cruelly de vil. She definitely knows how to make an entrance as she struts through the room looking for attention as If she's a dog in heat. Where's TC when you want him as he's nowhere to be found. That old doll bitch is certainly not taking her eyes off her.   Must be some bad blood from the past between them.
My eyes are quickly turned towards the fracas that's going on by the drink station.
My surprise the bitch Christina I pulled away from from harms way is getting pummeled by the redhead with. Obviously there seems to be an alliance between her and the the devil kate. Good to know in the future.
But I don't see kate.  Where did that slick bitch go as my eyes wonder around the room looking for her.
Then out of the shadows she appears in front of me snarling and grunting at me.
Do you want to fight as she says in an angry tone as she clicks her eyes and licks her lips.
I guess your head getting smashed didn't put any sense into that brain of yours. But there again do you have a brain.

I smile and get up looking relaxed and calm. I saw what you did to Christina as she stands her ground. Not to be blindsided like Christina I grab my glass full of drink and splash it on her face.
Push the table to the side I reach out with with my left hand and out it on her throat and squeeze tightly and with my right hand clench I unleash and hit her on her left rib cage BAMMM that's from me I pull back and do it again BAMMM that's from Christina. I fling her across the room where she bumps into the demon nun hellcat.
Do me a favor throw the trash out.
I turn my attention to Christina and go over and help her. Her face bloodied from the vicious attack from the redhead bitch.
Take her to a quiet spot where I summon one of the servants to bring some towels over to clean her up.

Arhh Halloween, isn't it one of the best times of the year? Personally I love it with all the ghouls, spectres and demons out in force. However to my vampire friends I say this, watch out for that Buffy bitch. She and Mr Pointy are no joke, anyway I digress.

Back in slaughter Mansion and with my back against the wall my eyes were locked on "Trailer Park Spider Slut". I asked the bitch if she wanted to catfight and her response was a definite yes, but her attack was perhaps more fitting to MMA than a catfight...but I can work with it :)  The bitch throws her drink in my face, I close my eyes before the liquid impacts which was definitely a good call. As it seems our blonde oaf was drinking varnish, yes varnish. Clearly this bitch is no Einstein but guzzling down Varnish! Eek Yikes she's a moron!

The bitch grabs my throat with her left hand and squeezes, I feel myself beginning to choke as BAMMM and then again BAMMM two sharp painful punches impact my left ribcage. My sides ache and I grunt in pain as I'm thrown across the room, was I thrown one handed? I do not know but thrown across the room I was and I land near our demonic nun who thankfully for me was standing against some rather soft cushion's that was placed in a pile on the floor. The cushions break my fall and I avoid further personal injury, the exception of course being the embarrassment of being thrown across the room.

I take a few minutes for the pain in my ribs to die down, which is not as bad as first feared. As really...two punches? That's not going to take me down. That's not going to take down anyone is this room.

*10 minutes later*

Rested, and rejuvenated thanks to a little Gin that I stole from Erin. I decide it's payback time! With her attention distracted by Christina and the servants helping her, I storm on over to where "Trailer park Spider slut" is standing and I take my right high heeled boot and I slam it with perfect precision and accuracy into the bitches right Calcaneal Tendon. And for those who did not pay attention in school it is perhaps more commonly referred to as the Achilles Tendon.

As night follows day, a good strong attack to the Achilles tendon (And this was good and strong) it drops our "Trailer Park Spider Slut" to her knee.

I hiss "A word of advice...don't fuck with the Devil!"

I slam my right knee into the small of the back, my hands interlock together and I grab "Trailer Park Spider Slut" under her chin. Carefully I ensure my fingers are well away from her mouth, So definitely no biting her way out of this predicament and I pull back.

This dear readers is an extraordinary event, as I hate wrestling. Yet here I am using a camel clutch. Who would of thunk it?

With my previous blow to your Calcaneal "Achilles" Tendon, your right leg is in agony. So powering out with your legs is difficult to nay impossible.

I continue to pull back on your chin increasing the pressure to your spine, as my knee mercilessly presses into it. My grip on your chin is locked in tight and I'm stronger than I look, yep I'm a gym bunny...the cutest Gym bunny in the UK :)

However the pain you're feeling MUST be agony! Still our Niki is clearly very talented, very strong and very tenacious. So I'm sure she will find a way out of her predicament and like you dear readers, I can't wait to read it....

However...

"Lynn, Erin! Do either of you two want to come and kick this bitch in the face!"

The servants bring me over some towels as I help Christina with her injuries. Not noticing of what's going on around me I feel a sharp pain at the rear of my right lower heel. I scream out in pain AHHHH and drop to one knee. My other knee drops down as well. Everything is happening so fast before I realize it I'm slammed by her knee in my back as I fall flat on my stomach. Feeling shocked and stunned sh puts her hands around my lower chin interlocks her fingers tightly while she places her ass firmly on my back and pulls my chin backwards. I only realize it's kate because of smell of her horrible perfume. My pan tolerance is high but it's only a matter of Time where it will become unbearable.
Laying there she asks Erin or Lynn if they want to kick my face in but to my relief none take her offer up. 

As I'm in this awkward predicament and seeing this kind of hold before from my self defense training. I thought I would never see this hold on me.
I know I'm bigger and stronger than kate
I start to shake and move my body.
I power my left knee up followed by my right. I place my hands on the floor feeling  her grip loosening as I slowly stand up.
I put my hands around her legs and go backwards and ram her body against the wall. Immediately she looses her grip and falls onto the floor. My adrenaline is so high that I'm oblivious to the pain enough is enough as I kneel down and give her the kiss of death.
I get up and look upwards and look for forgiveness as what I'm about to do. Seeing her in pain I place my left firmly over her throat and press down. She grabs my leg  trying to get them off her throat but her attempt is fruitless as she gets weaker. You will meet your maker.
As I'm pressing my leg down Christina gets in front of me.
Niki Niki please stop. I want to Punish her for what she has done to me.
Still pressing down and seeing what Christina went through it's only appropriate that she should get some revenge.
I take my left off and as I'm leaving I kick her on her right side for good measure.
She's all yours as I walk away.
Then I hear an announcement that the bar is open. I could do with a drink or two as I maneuver through  Multiple fights that are happening all over the room.
I find a quiet spot. and sit down to enjoy a drink.
I ask for something strong as the screaming and fighting echoes through the room.

Like Niki I am bigger and more powerful than Kate, Niki hands her over in a very vulnerable state, I aim to humiliate this nasty back stabbing bitch, I soon have this bitch face down tugging her outfit my right knee in her back, one hand pulls her hair back, she wails, my other hand tugs her outfit, soon her arse is exposed and I g string wedgie her trying to cut her in half with her own nasty outfit.

I release her hair and tug at the top of her outfit her little tits exposed pressing on the floor.

Grabbing he4 hair again I slam her head on the floor.

She is a dazed bitch, I smirk " you back stabber this could have been so different"

I stand leaving her laying there a mess, I notice Erin Lee and others nearby, I dance towards the bar leaving her easy prey for Erin and others.

I dance erotically to please Storm bolt and others.

I now have a strong drink myself as I look around.

Quote from: Alix_Fights on October 20, 2025, 10:26:34 PM
As I watch the action from the inside of the walls. I spot my first prey of the evening. I see her in a threadbear coat as I feel the fire from the blood moon begin to burn not intense like most expect but more like ambers from a fire that is dying as I hit the button and the panel swings open. And I come out and hit Erin like the slut she is. Spinning her into Kate and the host storm bolt the only reason I did not take care of them in the moment. Instead I pin balled off Erin and into Alix fights. I needed to beat her and my other targets are busy.

I see a shape emerge from the shadows, crashing into Kate, Erin and our host.  I tense up just before the crazy slut Bella slams into me, and I react as anyone would when being attacked.  I grab onto her dirty blonde hair, accepting the impact as we go chest to chest, and start to pull and yank on her ratty hair, extending her charge as we both go spinning off into the shadows, locked in combat.  We've traded words and taunts in the past, but now it's time to FIGHT!  I pull and yank as hard as I can, digging my nails into her scalp in a full costumed fury. "You BITCH, I'll teach you not to mess with me!".  I no more get the words out when Lexi tips my drink on me, and then charges.  I reach out swing at her, missing at first but I rip one hand out of Bella's mop, latching onto Lexi's, pulling into the melee with Bella, the three of a careening against the far wall.  Will it be a three way catfight, or will they gang up on me?  No way to know, the only option is to lash out at both of these bitches.

Bella feels disrespected my this child who is trying to control her. She shoves into the woman holding her head it causes her pain as she loses hair, but she is free for the moment and decided to make a move on a target of hers. She spots Kate H and smirks she makes a move to go after her when she feels hands on the back of her head and growl  as she throws an elbow into whoever dares touch her trying to free herself but it is not working as she is being pulled backwards...

Quote from: Alix_Fights on October 20, 2025, 10:41:20 PM

Quote from: Alifightz on October 19, 2025, 01:57:49 AM
I walk up to the creepy old house.  The tombstones are really setting a mood, but the fog machine is a nice touch.  I survey the room.  Oh my so many creatures from myth and legend.  The required Harley Quinn of course.  Oh a Disney princess?  oh.  mirror.  Freddy is looking a lot more curvy that last I saw him.  Perhaps he passed the the Ranma universe and fell into a particular spring at Jusenkyo.  A little worm water...nah.  Alix with a plastic sword to match her boobs.  good.  A thai Kat with a bad attitude.  Thta one will give you cyber wounds that take awhile to heal.Kelly looks very patriotic.  Good thing I have a genie on my side.  Who wants to make a wish?   :D

A 'plastic sword to match my boobs', huh?  Don't you think if I was gonna get implants they'd be bigger?  Maybe like the work you had done on your fat BUTT!

hehe  I always figured you for an underachiever.  And maybe you should do more work on your BUTT!

The Bali Jungle Girl effortlessly scales the outside wall and slips in through an open window. I crouch on the sill high above the wild action and savage chaos on the floor below. Time to make a spectacular entrance and join in the unbridled fury. With a tight grip on the curtain sash, I use it like a swinging vine from a Bali banyan tree and with an earsplitting primal shriek I dive off the window sill. In mid-flight I let go of the sash and hurtle down into a mass of writhing flesh, adding my savage claws to the frenzied bloodletting ... slashing ripping and tearing indiscriminately, not focusing on a single target ... unleashing my primal jungle fury on anyone and everyone within my reach. 

Quote from: Erin Lee on October 21, 2025, 11:50:43 AM
This Olga witch is toned up to the nines, i see her abs as i swing her around. Crap, just like me to pick on the gym bunny. I can see she's struggling with that knee i kicked though, no muscle there to stop the attack. Just as i'm considering what i can do with her i feel her fingers lock into my hair. We are now locked into a mutual swirl of hair and insults, just to add to the situation you kick me in the shin. I yelp in pain and my twirling now becomes a hop and a limp, a hop and a limp. "Whoa...hold it a moment" i gasp as i slow to a stop, hoping Olga will do the same.

"good kick that, witch" i say with a scowl as i move closer to you, yank your top apart to expose your breasts, "nice baps" i chortle and i swipe at them with my nails. A rude response deserves a ruder one.

This is too much! Not only do I now stand there like a roadside whore flashing my tits, but that witch Erin, the evil fury, is using her nails to hurt my wonderful breasts! These breasts are made to be caressed and kissed, not for bitches to test the sharpness of their nails on!
I opened my mouth to tell Erin everything I thought about her, but I was so indignant that I couldn't find the right words. At first I wanted to do the same to her, ruin her clothes, but then to me came up with a better idea...
I remembered how a few minutes ago Sasha hit Neko with her knee, hitting her in her most vulnerable spot, but I'm not that cruel and mean, I grabbed Erin's head, intertwining my fingers at the back of her head, while my elbows pressed on her collarbones, forcing her to bend slightly, and delivered a powerful knee strike (no, not in the groin) to her stomach. And when she exhaled and tried to bend over, I, still holding her in a clinch, pressed her face to my tits.

"What's wrong, bitch, you seem to be having trouble breathing?"

My fight with Alexandra is becoming more and more violent.

The mad bitch dug her claws into my beautiful breasts, it felt like hot nails were entering me, pain torments my poor tit, but I don't give up, I'm trying to get her pussy. She's wearing too much clothing, and she grabbed my hand and is trying to defend herself. No, it's unbearable, I can feel blood coming out from under her nails, fuck, my blood! No longer able to withstand her merciless attack, I grabbed her arm with both hands and tried to pull her away from my chest, then her fist hit me in the jaw, a flash, then another, I saw sparks before my eyes...
Despite the blows raining down on me, I manage to free my chest and retreat. Sparks dance before my eyes, my head is buzzing, and the coppery taste of blood is in my mouth. It's a good thing Alexandra is a thin blonde and not a heavyweight boxer. Her punches, while damaging, weren't hard enough to send me to the ground.
I don't have time to adjust my bra; my bloody chest, marked with that bitch's nails, remains exposed. I grit my teeth and launch an attack. My fists fly through the air at breakneck speed, indiscriminately striking that bitch Alex in the head, chest, and stomach...

I'm really enjoying raking my nails across your breasts, i mean, which witch wouldn't enjoy it. I see your mouth open but nothing comes out, does she want to kiss me, i wonder, bite me or is she just lost for words? I'd say by the look in her eyes it's the latter, but there is also a nasty glint in those eyes. I'm pretty sure she doesn't want to dance as we are both struggling from our mutual leg attacks.

Before i know what's happening you have interlaced your fingers behind my head, then as i struggle to make you lose your hold you draw my head forwards and pull it down a lil. My eyes widen, expecting a vicious knee shot to my kitty. My hands come down in a flash to try and block that expected attack, but you have another target in mind. Your knee drives up and hammers into my abs sending me backwards, coughing and gasping for air. You though keep that hold on my head and you drag my face into your breasts. I semi hear what you are saying, but my ears are a bit muffled by your ample flesh. My body wracked by pain but i know to show weakness here will lead to a feeding frenzy on my weakened body.

I need to escape your smothering hold on me so i look to rise upright and pull my face out from between your breasts. Then i force my body up against yours, my arms circle around your waist and i start to try and lock you up in as powerful a bearhug as i can lock in. I realise my face is a possible weak target for you to exploit so i try to spin us around, lift you a lil and send us both crashing down on a nearby table.

My alliance with the help another woman out Niki is paying dividends.

I see these other sluts struggle, maybe die, but Niki had my back so I owe her and I can't back stabbed her.

Makes you look like the truly dumb slut backstabbing bitch you are Kate.

Similarly it makes Niki look like a bit but honest non back stabbing gal, hence her voting dominance over the rest of us.

I might be a bitch but Kate makes me look like an angel.

As for Erin Lee I would love to face sit her


Kisses


Christina

From the office of the Devil in Heels:

I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm on a 48 hours break...maybe a little longer while I attend to some personal matters. If you need to know what? The answers are on my page.

In the meantime I have a question for the community and I shall abide by your answer. What do you want me to do next? I always pride myself on genuinely trying to show a realistic response to the nature and ferocity of the attacks I receive. I love back and forth struggles where two partners understand that the journey is more important than the destination.

Anyway after the last two attacks I received, especially that first one! What do you want me to do!

Do I get up and fight on? Or am I down and out? My realistic and thinking mind suggests sadly I would be out now if this was anything like a real life catfight. So I say again...what do people want me to do?

Fight on or Stay down?

Whatever the popular opinion is on my return, I shall abide by it! So if you read this post, please tell me your thoughts :)

Anyway see you all in 48-72 hours :)

Love Kate xx

Oh and Christina enough with the crocodile tears about being back stabbed. We had no agreement, I just gave you my answer is an entertaining way...well entertaining for the readers :)

And for the record I would never partner with a bitch who has been called a whore and slut so much that the words have lost all meaning!

Things are moving too fast, I haven't even had time to play with my new boob pillow to my heart's content.
Erin resists, trying to break free from my suffocating embrace. She needs a breath of air, the naive girl. All she'll get is the chance to fall asleep with her face buried in my breasts. A smug smile played across my face. But I either overestimated my own strength, or underestimated my opponent's will and desire to fight. Either way, both are unacceptable. (Come on, does anyone seriously consider Sun Tzu's treatises on the Art of War when they're pulling your hair and kicking you in the groin?).

Erin wrapped both arms around me and pressed her whole body against me, my position is extremely unfavorable, the best thing for me in this situation would be to wrap this mad witch in a bear hug, but I presumptuously decide to continue to push her face into my tits.

I'll be honest, I like the feeling of her face buried in my  tits, I feel her heavy breath on my skin, and also how her saliva runs in a thin stream down my breasts. But, I apologize, I got a little distracted.
While I was enjoying Erin drooling over my tits, she managed to perform some kind of belly to belly suplex and we both fell with a thud onto the nearby table.
The table could not withstand such abuse; the weight of our bodies falling on it proved too great, and it crumbled.
And so, I'm slightly dazed, lying on the remains of a table, with some snacks around me, and Erin is lying on me, shamelessly pressing her whole body against me...

Bella feels disrespected my this child who is trying to control her. She shoves into the woman holding her head it causes her pain as she loses hair, but she is free for the moment and decided to make a move on a target of hers. She spots Kate H and smirks she makes a move to go after her when she feels hands on the back of her head and growl  as she throws an elbow into whoever dares touch her trying to free herself but it is not working as she is being pulled backwards...

The threeway conflict between Lexi, Bella and myself ends quickly, with Bella disengaging with a well placed elbow, obviously startled by recent events.  She hurries off, odd behavior for one who seemed so anxious to fight and defeat me, but to each her own.  That leaves Lexi and myself, at odds once again, in a hateful staredown, the Voodoo Queen vs the Warrior.  Our decision made, we lunge at each other in unrestrained fury, testament to our other such fight.  We crash together, a wild battle of hair ripping and slapping, dark and light colored hair falling to the ground before I attack her breasts, ripping her outfit asunder at her chest, then latching on with both hands, driving my sharp and extended nails into her firm flesh.  Her cries of pain are music to my ears as I push her into the shadows, her hands still in my hair between slaps to my reddened face, not wanting anyone to disturb our fight.

Quote from: KateA - The Devil In Heels on October 22, 2025, 10:56:40 AM
From the office of the Devil in Heels:

I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm on a 48 hours break...maybe a little longer while I attend to some personal matters. If you need to know what? The answers are on my page.

In the meantime I have a question for the community and I shall abide by your answer. What do you want me to do next? I always pride myself on genuinely trying to show a realistic response to the nature and ferocity of the attacks I receive. I love back and forth struggles where two partners understand that the journey is more important than the destination.

Anyway after the last two attacks I received, especially that first one! What do you want me to do!

Do I get up and fight on? Or am I down and out? My realistic and thinking mind suggests sadly I would be out now if this was anything like a real life catfight. So I say again...what do people want me to do?

Fight on or Stay down?

Whatever the popular opinion is on my return, I shall abide by it! So if you read this post, please tell me your thoughts :)

Anyway see you all in 48-72 hours :)

Love Kate xx

Oh and Christina enough with the crocodile tears about being back stabbed. We had no agreement, I just gave you my answer is an entertaining way...well entertaining for the readers :)

And for the record I would never partner with a bitch who has been called a whore and slut so much that the words have lost all meaning!

There is no doubt in my mind that you should continue Kate, there be witches hereabouts who need a good ass kicking.

My act was an act of desperation, see, that Olga is a strong b...sorry, witch and she could quite easily smother me with those baps of hers if i didn't do my utmost to fight back. So that's what i did and the result....one smashed table, a few knocked over chairs, most of the witches pausing to check on what just happened and Olga and myself somewhat bruised and dazed. The one good thing to come out of all that is, my face is now freed from that breast smother she had me in. I roll off her after a few deep breaths, judging by the stiffness of her nipples she quite enjoyed either having my face buried in her tits or she enjoyed my body lying full length on hers...or maybe both. Anyway, time we caught up with a few more of these witches.

I look over to Christina, point at her and say..."I'll get to you later, but first there is someone else i need to take care of"

And with that said i close down with the old hag Thai Kat, will she fight or will she run?

Quote from: Alix_Fights on October 22, 2025, 02:52:06 PM
Bella feels disrespected my this child who is trying to control her. She shoves into the woman holding her head it causes her pain as she loses hair, but she is free for the moment and decided to make a move on a target of hers. She spots Kate H and smirks she makes a move to go after her when she feels hands on the back of her head and growl  as she throws an elbow into whoever dares touch her trying to free herself but it is not working as she is being pulled backwards...

The threeway conflict between Lexi, Bella and myself ends quickly, with Bella disengaging with a well placed elbow, obviously startled by recent events.  She hurries off, odd behavior for one who seemed so anxious to fight and defeat me, but to each her own.  That leaves Lexi and myself, at odds once again, in a hateful staredown, the Voodoo Queen vs the Warrior.  Our decision made, we lunge at each other in unrestrained fury, testament to our other such fight.  We crash together, a wild battle of hair ripping and slapping, dark and light colored hair falling to the ground before I attack her breasts, ripping her outfit asunder at her chest, then latching on with both hands, driving my sharp and extended nails into her firm flesh.  Her cries of pain are music to my ears as I push her into the shadows, her hands still in my hair between slaps to my reddened face, not wanting anyone to disturb our fight.

I felt satisfaction, but not for long, we lunge at each other, my scalp on fire,i feel strands of my hair tear out,, I tighten my grip in her mop,  payback's a bitch,and so is the voodoo doo  queen, we pull hair,,exchange sharp slaps, followed by our groans of pain and anger,   we go at it, stumbling, spinning, oblivious, to alll the chaos around us.. my top rips, I feel her claws attacking my breast..owww.you ho, I snarl, and switch my tactics delivering a right punch to her tummy, our fighting takes us in to the darker shadows, my hands free I start tearing at her cheap top, hearing a sweet riping sound

The screams and shouts of the fights between the witches that occur in the mansion can be heard from the path up... very attentive and vigilant I walk towards the mansion, I go up the stairs and very stealthily I enter, I see Storm near the door and I give her a kiss thanking her for organizing this event... While I observe several spotlights where different fights occur, at the same time that I look for my possible targets to fight... or who knows? it is possible that I intervene in any of the fights that are active

Quote from: Olga on October 22, 2025, 01:27:54 PM
Things are moving too fast, I haven't even had time to play with my new boob pillow to my heart's content.
Erin resists, trying to break free from my suffocating embrace. She needs a breath of air, the naive girl. All she'll get is the chance to fall asleep with her face buried in my breasts. A smug smile played across my face. But I either overestimated my own strength, or underestimated my opponent's will and desire to fight. Either way, both are unacceptable. (Come on, does anyone seriously consider Sun Tzu's treatises on the Art of War when they're pulling your hair and kicking you in the groin?).

Erin wrapped both arms around me and pressed her whole body against me, my position is extremely unfavorable, the best thing for me in this situation would be to wrap this mad witch in a bear hug, but I presumptuously decide to continue to push her face into my tits.

I'll be honest, I like the feeling of her face buried in my  tits, I feel her heavy breath on my skin, and also how her saliva runs in a thin stream down my breasts. But, I apologize, I got a little distracted.
While I was enjoying Erin drooling over my tits, she managed to perform some kind of belly to belly suplex and we both fell with a thud onto the nearby table.
The table could not withstand such abuse; the weight of our bodies falling on it proved too great, and it crumbled.
And so, I'm slightly dazed, lying on the remains of a table, with some snacks around me, and Erin is lying on me, shamelessly pressing her whole body against me...

damn, I m jealous  >:(
Having sexy Erin face's between the tits  :o :P, hummmm

Quote from: Erin Lee on October 22, 2025, 05:37:52 PM
My act was an act of desperation, see, that Olga is a strong b...sorry, witch and she could quite easily smother me with those baps of hers if i didn't do my utmost to fight back. So that's what i did and the result....one smashed table, a few knocked over chairs, most of the witches pausing to check on what just happened and Olga and myself somewhat bruised and dazed. The one good thing to come out of all that is, my face is now freed from that breast smother she had me in. I roll off her after a few deep breaths, judging by the stiffness of her nipples she quite enjoyed either having my face buried in her tits or she enjoyed my body lying full length on hers...or maybe both. Anyway, time we caught up with a few more of these witches.

I look over to Christina, point at her and say..."I'll get to you later, but first there is someone else i need to take care of"

And with that said i close down with the old hag Thai Kat, will she fight or will she run?

Gladly seeing Erin use up her resources, her energy I drink with Niki. So glad Erin will be a wet mess, suspecting Thai Kat may hurt Erin far more than she suspects. When it s Erin's turn my tits might just suffocate her.

Equally Kate is already a mess for her to run would disappoint not just me but so many others so hoping to really ruin that nasty little bitch.  Like so many others my biggest call with Kate is do I throat punch her, hair pull, slap or just drive a heeled boot between her legs first.

I walk through the hall of the mansion and see that the bar is open... looking left and right I can see how several fights are active... I arrive at the bar and I can see my friend Sophie sitting while drinking her drink and I wink at her... I approach and sit near ChristinaS at the same time that I order my drink from the waitress at the bar

Quote from: lexibabe on October 22, 2025, 06:06:31 PM

Quote from: Alix_Fights on October 22, 2025, 02:52:06 PM
Bella feels disrespected my this child who is trying to control her. She shoves into the woman holding her head it causes her pain as she loses hair, but she is free for the moment and decided to make a move on a target of hers. She spots Kate H and smirks she makes a move to go after her when she feels hands on the back of her head and growl  as she throws an elbow into whoever dares touch her trying to free herself but it is not working as she is being pulled backwards...

The threeway conflict between Lexi, Bella and myself ends quickly, with Bella disengaging with a well placed elbow, obviously startled by recent events.  She hurries off, odd behavior for one who seemed so anxious to fight and defeat me, but to each her own.  That leaves Lexi and myself, at odds once again, in a hateful staredown, the Voodoo Queen vs the Warrior.  Our decision made, we lunge at each other in unrestrained fury, testament to our other such fight.  We crash together, a wild battle of hair ripping and slapping, dark and light colored hair falling to the ground before I attack her breasts, ripping her outfit asunder at her chest, then latching on with both hands, driving my sharp and extended nails into her firm flesh.  Her cries of pain are music to my ears as I push her into the shadows, her hands still in my hair between slaps to my reddened face, not wanting anyone to disturb our fight.

I felt satisfaction, but not for long, we lunge at each other, my scalp on fire,i feel strands of my hair tear out,, I tighten my grip in her mop,  payback's a bitch, and so is the voodoo doo  queen, we pull hair,, exchange sharp slaps, followed by our groans of pain and anger,   we go at it, stumbling, spinning, oblivious, to all the chaos around us.. my top rips, I feel her claws attacking my breast..owww.you ho, I snarl, and switch my tactics delivering a right punch to her tummy, our fighting takes us in to the darker shadows, my hands free I start tearing at her cheap top, hearing a sweet ripping sound.

Lexi and I are now totally into our fight, ignoring the shrieks and curses from other battles, intent only on hurting each other.  She retaliates with a hard punch to my tummy, momentarily stunning me as my hands drop from her breasts.  I'm startled by the sound of ripping fabric as my top is torn away, revealing my smaller but firm breasts.  The cool, misty air of the mansion re-focuses me and I lunge again for her breasts, blood curling screams coming from both of us as nails slash viciously at each others firm breasts.  "Oh you slut, I've so wanted another go at you" I snarl as tears trace down my cheeks from the pain, remembering a similar event where we fought each other like hell cats..

While I'm trying to comprehend what happened, Erin cowardly runs away. I'm not going to chase her, I need to get myself together.
Getting up from the wreckage of the table, I first put my suit in order and cover my chest. Walking around with bare boobs is indecent. Then I pull a shrimp out of my hair from nowhere, like I'm not a little mermaid?  I'm trying to arrange my disheveled hair somehow, giving it the appearance of a hairstyle...

Now I look around, it seems like everyone around is busy with their own business, and I can relax a little, maybe even have a drink.

Sitting at the bar relaxing and enjoying my drink I see Christina coming over. All smiles as she approaches me.
I ask the bartender to get a drink for my friend the same that I'm drinking.
We hug and she sits down next to me.
I ask everything ok. "She replies all is good ".
I'm glad so we start chit chatting of what has already happened here tonight.
I notice that the sounds of screaming and fighting has subsided a bit as more combatants come to the bar some bruised others not.
I raise my glass to them as Christina and I continue our chat.

Quote from: Niki on October 23, 2025, 03:30:29 PM
Sitting at the bar relaxing and enjoying my drink I see Christina coming over. All smiles as she approaches me.
I ask the bartender to get a drink for my friend the same that I'm drinking.
We hug and she sits down next to me.
I ask everything ok. "She replies all is good ".
I'm glad so we start chit chatting of what has already happened here tonight.
I notice that the sounds of screaming and fighting has subsided a bit as more combatants come to the bar some bruised others not.
I raise my glass to them as Christina and I continue our chat.

I am so enjoying my chat with Niki, sipping our drinks,

I finally relax as we see whorish witches and their battle scars.

So hoping Thai Kat ruins Erin leaving her easy prey.

But seeing Erin's look in her eyes, I thought she wanted Niki but  Erin is looking right at my breasts, then my thigh's..  I look back at Erin , sure had Thai Kat got in first she was easy prey, but now she is dangerous.

Should I modify my outfit as below for a fight with Erin or stay dressed as I am as per my profile picture.  Boys /men let me know.

Screams break the silence Waking from the dead of night
Vengeance is boiling He's returned to kill the light
Then when he's found who he's looking for
Listen in awe and you'll hear him
Bark at the moon
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha...

Years spent in torment Buried in a nameless grave
Now he has risen Miracles would have to save
Those that the beast is looking for Listen in awe and you'll hear him
Bark at the moon
Hey, yeah. Bark at the moon

They cursed and buried him along with shame And thought his timeless soul had gone, gone
In empty burning hell - unholy one
But he's returned to prove them wrong (so wrong) Ooh, yeah, baby

Howling in shadows Living in a lunar spell
He finds his heaven Spewing from the mouth of hell
Those that the beast is looking for Listen in awe and you'll hear him
Bark at the moon
Hey, yeah. Bark at the moon
Hey, yeah. Bark at the moon

YES a little mood music .. He he he

The staff is in a panic at the mansion. Blood appearing on the walls.
Past guests and victims, showing up again, then vanishing. Hopefully this will not upset the current guests.

I click on my ipad, need a bit of mood music from my favourite song bird.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TM23gaT4zkY&list=RDUWWbgYJ6Q6E&index=14

Quote from: ChristinaS on October 23, 2025, 09:24:13 PM

Quote from: Niki on October 23, 2025, 03:30:29 PM
Sitting at the bar relaxing and enjoying my drink I see Christina coming over. All smiles as she approaches me.
I ask the bartender to get a drink for my friend the same that I'm drinking.
We hug and she sits down next to me.
I ask everything ok. "She replies all is good ".
I'm glad so we start chit chatting of what has already happened here tonight.
I notice that the sounds of screaming and fighting has subsided a bit as more combatants come to the bar some bruised others not.
I raise my glass to them as Christina and I continue our chat.

I am so enjoying my chat with Niki, sipping our drinks,

I finally relax as we see whorish witches and their battle scars.

So hoping Thai Kat ruins Erin leaving her easy prey.

But seeing Erin's look in her eyes, I thought she wanted Niki but  Erin is looking right at my breasts, then my thigh's..  I look back at Erin , sure had Thai Kat got in first she was easy prey, but now she is dangerous.

Should I modify my outfit as below for a fight with Erin or stay dressed as I am as per my profile picture.  Boys /men let me know.

I approach Christina in a very stealthy way, she doesn't notice me but without thinking twice, I grab her bun and pull her out of the bar... it's time to fight, until now you've been able to avoid it, but you won't be able to escape from the clutches of a witch... while I shake her left and right screaming...

(It seems that Thai.Kat is busy elsewhere so alternative arrangements have to be made).

I turn away from the old hag witch and glare at Christina sitting at the bar with Niki. An evil thought flashes across my mind, but just as i'm about to summon her to fight me another witch plants herself between us, Marlu Queen no less. She already has her claws in Christinas hair. Should i make this a three way fight or go for the witch who would appear to be dominating proceedings? Risky you say, don't i know it i reply. I'm already bruised and sore from my fight with Olga. Nevertheless, Niki is looking far to comfortable sat at the bar drinking lord knows what, it's green and smoking. Ugh. I've never been one to take the easy option, so i hitch up what's left of my leggings, grab my cloak off the back of the chair to cover my naked breasts and then stroll nonchalantly over to the bar.

"Anyone sitting here?" i purrr to Niki, course i'm not talking about the stool Christina just vacated, i'm talking about the one Niki is so beautifully warming up. I don't wait for an answer, i just grab a glass of that strange green liquid, pour it over Niki's head then grab her by her hair and wrench her off said stool. "Mine i think" i hiss as i claim the stool.

Psychotic Blondes! Why do I always encounter the mentally unhinged and deranged psychotic blondes. This is a catfight! Yet she had to go somewhere dark and stand on my throat, her cheap shoes crush my Larynx, for you uneducated the Lar... oh what's the point! Go and goggle it, I'm not here to educate the masses.

Still to my surprise the bitch actually decides to take her foot of my throat. I choke uncontrollably and my eyes water. As the bitch struts away with little sign of any injury, isn't adrenaline wonderful stuff?

I make the point of saying "That's not catfighting you dumbass try hard bitch!"

Yes, I question and call out the tactics. Tactics that don't in my humble opinion belong in a fight of this kind. But this is my personal opinion and others are free to disagree.

Then to further exasperate my annoyance Christina comes over and amongst slamming my head into the floor and rearranging my dress, she pulls on my thong and I feel it cut deep inside of me. I would scream out in pain, but the psychotic blonde decided to crush my throat.

I came to this party because I needed a distraction, the pain of real life was too much. I stand up slowly, my head pounding and throat throbbing in pain. Tears flow from my eyes yet I do not weep because of this fight. I weep for my loss, For the pain I feel outside this haunted mansion. I fix and adjust my dress, then I walk over to quiet corner. I sit down and drink what remains, of Erin's gin.

If anyone what's a proper back and forth catfight...please come and say "Hi Bitch!" But if that's not you, if you don't want a fun experience both can enjoy...then please with all sincerity! Just Fuck off and stay the hell away from me.

"You want a fight, Alexandra? Fine. Let's dance then."

With a fierce battle cry, I rush forward, striking Alexa with a flurry of blows to the head and torso, determined to overwhelm her with my undisguised aggression. As We  clash, the sound of flesh striking flesh echoes obscenely through the empty yard. I fights with a wild, reckless abandon, pouring all her fury and frustration into each blow.
We grapple and struggle, our bodies pressed against each other in a bizarre dance of violence and dominance. Alexa cries out as the rough brick wall of the mansion digs into her back as I press her against it, pinning her in place with the incredible force of my attack.
My fingers tangle in Alexa's long blonde hair, and I jerk her head back and unleash a flurry of blows. Alexa grits her teeth as she takes the blows, refusing to scream or show weakness. Instead, she grabs my curly locks with both hands and pulls with all her might, throwing my head back and breaking my grip.

We remain pressed together, our eyes blazing with fury and determination, our chests heaving as we breathe heavily from the effort. Beads of sweat on our skin mingle with the blood and dirt of the mansion. The air is thick with the coppery scent of spilled blood and the acrid taste of adrenaline.
I headbutt Alexa viciously, the loud crack of skull on skull echoing through the alley. Stars flash before Alexa's eyes, but she doesn't fall. She stands her ground, refusing to give in.
I lean closer, brushing my lips against Alexa ear, and whisper, "Keep fighting, slut. Keep resisting. In the end, it'll only make your surrender even sweeter. And when I'm done with you, everyone will know for sure that you are my bitch. My slave. Mine."

With Christina and I having a nice quiet drink and chat when suddenly without warning this bitch Marlu grabs Christina and yanks her off her stool.  She starts screaming as her body is shaped back and forth.
Meanwhile with that fight starting to escalate Erin strolls over casually and stands next to me. She politely asks if anyone in this spot next to me. But before I can get my words out she spills a glass of green liquid all over grabs my hair and pulls me off the stool where my butt hits the floor. She proceeds to make herself at home by sitting in my spot.
Ahhh the smell of this is awful and nasty and covered all over my hair and down my body. Luckily there's a bathroom close by so I get my ass up and walk slowly towards the bathroom to clean myself up as best I can.
My mind is spinning as all I want is revenge on this bitch.
A few minutes later after I get most of this nasty stuff off I arrive back at the bar. Erin is still there so I ask her this is my spot.
There's no reaction from Erin as she basically ignores me.
I ask the bartender for a pitcher of tomato juice. "Bartender smiles"
She puts the pitcher in front of me again I ask you are sitting in my spot.
Still no reaction so you had your chance bitch. I grab the pitcher and pour it all over her head. How's that feel bitch. Drop the pitcher and grab her hair with both hands and pull her off the stool and throw her onto the ground where she lands on her ass. I smile at her and turn around.
I sit down on my spot and order another drink smiling and likening what I have just done.

Marlu and I get into a heel clicking, hair pulling nasty bitch fight. My hair already torn from the bun from her attacks, I rip into her already loose hair.

Erin and Niki have their exhange, Marlu and I drag each other about by our hair we end up back near Erin and Niki, Marlu tries to spin me into the bar, it nearly worked but she trips over Erin as Erin tries to stand, causing her to fall on Erin, her tits smother Erin's face,  Sure I got lucky I turn hands on my hips, Erin and Marlu both curse Niki and myself. They tussle a bit, shit Marlu near pins Erin, but they both roll apart making it clear they both want revenge with Niki and myself. 

This is gonna be them vs us.  I snarl "fine you 2 worthless bitches", hands on my hips I flick my hair back erotically.

The crowd builds around us, chanting old witches chants, it is clear there may be no holding back now.  The barman hands me a jug full of strong smelling juice, I throw it over Marlu and Nikias they roll on the floor.  I see hate in Marlu's eyes and Erin's eyes more jealousy and the signal of a real bitch fight.

None of us three are backing down, Niki is looking on almost wisely, I watch Marlu sensing she will go me first but it is Erin closest on all fours who moves in on me, I grab her hair and throw her into some chairs. As I turn Marlu moves in.

I find myself abruptly alone.  Thai seems to have been snatched away, perhaps by the undead staff, taking a good bit of my hair with her.  Well, she among her own kind, I guess.  I wander about and see everyone is rather...busy.  My scalp still burns from having some hair pulled out.  I swipe a drink off a tray and sip waiting.  Maybe I can pounce on a damaged winner of one of these catfights around me.  I dodge girls trading slaps and step over a couple of rolling bodies.  The I see the cute girl with the horns from before sitting in a corner, looking sullen.  My eyes narrow.  She is pretty isn't she?  And about my size...and worse about my build.  I feel my fingers curling into claws.  Even better she doesn't seem to be....busy.  A bit damaged it seems.  Purrrrfect.  I sway toward her and she looks up. I issue the standard greeting.  "Hi bitch!"

Quote from: Alifightz on October 25, 2025, 12:56:43 AM
I find myself abruptly alone.  Thai seems to have been snatched away, perhaps by the undead staff, taking a good bit of my hair with her.  Well, she among her own kind, I guess.  I wander about and see everyone is rather...busy.  My scalp still burns from having some hair pulled out.  I swipe a drink off a tray and sip waiting.  Maybe I can pounce on a damaged winner of one of these catfights around me.  I dodge girls trading slaps and step over a couple of rolling bodies.  The I see the cute girl with the horns from before sitting in a corner, looking sullen.  My eyes narrow.  She is pretty isn't she?  And about my size...and worse about my build.  I feel my fingers curling into claws.  Even better she doesn't seem to be....busy.  A bit damaged it seems.  Purrrrfect.  I sway toward her and she looks up. I issue the standard greeting.  "Hi bitch!"

Alone in my corner I pickle my liver with the last of Erin Lee's gin :O As I said earlier this drinking habit of mine will be the death of me... especially if Erin catches me! But for now she seems to have her hands full so, I'm just going to chill and enjoy show that is unfolding in front of me. Well that was the plan...until a shadow slowly consumes me. I look up and to my surprise it's the cute Concubine I saw earlier.

Cute Concubine...isn't a Concubine a whore mutter the dear readers.

"Basically yes, but just because someone is a Concubine or a whore does not distract from the fact that their cute, sexy, have great legs, nice firm breasts and a smile that can warm the heart of the coldest bitch or Devil" I say...but with that suddenly it' strikes me I said the quiet part out loud. I turn to the dear readers and say:

"Don't you dare utter a word...I've not fallen in love and don't you dare think so. I just get really excited about clawing the face of rivals I find attractive and she's attractive" I say... But before I can say anything else, I hear the immortal words "Hi Bitch!"

I smile and stand up, I look you directly in your eyes and I take a solid step towards you. Our tits press firmly yet not uncomfortably together, the tips of our noses touch. I tilt my head a little to the left, as I smile and say to you:

"Why hello bitch...you look like a slut!"

As my words ring in your ears, I tease you by casually stepping on your left foot and crushing it beneath my boots. I don't use much force, just enough to annoy you and to clearly challenge you. Then as casually as this game started, I remove my foot and await your response.

I blink as she stands up pressing herself into me the standard response.  But I swear I hear her muttering about dear readers and nice breasts.  And dammit her breasts are nice arent they nestled against mine in challenge.  Then she tells me I look like a slut.  Standard.  I smile.  "Hello Imp."  I wait a moment for her dear readers to tell her that an imp is a fairly like lesser supernatural being as she steps on my foot.  Damn my sensible slippers!  "I look like a slut?  How mean!"  I consider for a moment.  Taking in the horns.  Oh this cute girl would love to be told she looks like a slut!  I smile.  "You look like...a soccer mom."  My shoulders roll moving my boobs against hers as one hand tugs gently on her hair..for now.  Challenge accepted and returned.  I'm finding myself just drawn to this girl for all the wrong reasons. 

Quote from: Alix_Fights on October 23, 2025, 01:10:29 PM

Quote from: lexibabe on October 22, 2025, 06:06:31 PM

Quote from: Alix_Fights on October 22, 2025, 02:52:06 PM
Bella feels disrespected my this child who is trying to control her. She shoves into the woman holding her head it causes her pain as she loses hair, but she is free for the moment and decided to make a move on a target of hers. She spots Kate H and smirks she makes a move to go after her when she feels hands on the back of her head and growl  as she throws an elbow into whoever dares touch her trying to free herself but it is not working as she is being pulled backwards...

The threeway conflict between Lexi, Bella and myself ends quickly, with Bella disengaging with a well placed elbow, obviously startled by recent events.  She hurries off, odd behavior for one who seemed so anxious to fight and defeat me, but to each her own.  That leaves Lexi and myself, at odds once again, in a hateful staredown, the Voodoo Queen vs the Warrior.  Our decision made, we lunge at each other in unrestrained fury, testament to our other such fight.  We crash together, a wild battle of hair ripping and slapping, dark and light colored hair falling to the ground before I attack her breasts, ripping her outfit asunder at her chest, then latching on with both hands, driving my sharp and extended nails into her firm flesh.  Her cries of pain are music to my ears as I push her into the shadows, her hands still in my hair between slaps to my reddened face, not wanting anyone to disturb our fight.

it's me it's Alex,,the sounds of slaps. smacking bare. skin,,followed ,by our. grunts. and gasp, my chest on fire, I use both my hands to knocks her's away..we take a step back,exchanging. angry glares,   the.  without warning I through myself into her hoping to tackle. Alex. down..we fall to our sides, using my hands I try and shove her over. and work on top

I felt satisfaction, but not for long, we lunge at each other, my scalp on fire,i feel strands of my hair tear out,, I tighten my grip in her mop,  payback's a bitch, and so is the voodoo doo  queen, we pull hair,, exchange sharp slaps, followed by our groans of pain and anger,   we go at it, stumbling, spinning, oblivious, to all the chaos around us.. my top rips, I feel her claws attacking my breast..owww.you ho, I snarl, and switch my tactics delivering a right punch to her tummy, our fighting takes us in to the darker shadows, my hands free I start tearing at her cheap top, hearing a sweet ripping sound.

Lexi and I are now totally into our fight, ignoring the shrieks and curses from other battles, intent only on hurting each other.  She retaliates with a hard punch to my tummy, momentarily stunning me as my hands drop from her breasts.  I'm startled by the sound of ripping fabric as my top is torn away, revealing my smaller but firm breasts.  The cool, misty air of the mansion re-focuses me and I lunge again for her breasts, blood curling screams coming from both of us as nails slash viciously at each others firm breasts.  "Oh you slut, I've so wanted another go at you" I snarl as tears trace down my cheeks from the pain, remembering a similar event where we fought each other like hell cats..

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Marlu and I get into a heel clicking, hair pulling nasty bitch fight. My hair already torn from the bun from her attacks, I rip into her already loose hair.

Erin and Niki have their exhange, Marlu and I drag each other about by our hair we end up back near Erin and Niki, Marlu tries to spin me into the bar, it nearly worked but she trips over Erin as Erin tries to stand, causing her to fall on Erin, her tits smother Erin's face,  Sure I got lucky I turn hands on my hips, Erin and Marlu both curse Niki and myself. They tussle a bit, shit Marlu near pins Erin, but they both roll apart making it clear they both want revenge with Niki and myself. 

This is gonna be them vs us.  I snarl "fine you 2 worthless bitches", hands on my hips I flick my hair back erotically.

The crowd builds around us, chanting old witches chants, it is clear there may be no holding back now.  The barman hands me a jug full of strong smelling juice, I throw it over Marlu and Nikias they roll on the floor.  I see hate in Marlu's eyes and Erin's eyes more jealousy and the signal of a real bitch fight.

None of us three are backing down, Niki is looking on almost wisely, I watch Marlu sensing she will go me first but it is Erin closest on all fours who moves in on me, I grab her hair and throw her into some chairs. As I turn Marlu moves in.

With a swipe, I push that bitch Niki out of my way when she tries to get her hands on me... grabbing a pitcher of yellow juice from the bar counter, I throw it at that bitch Christina.

Immediately, that bitch lunges at me, but with a swift movement, I manage to put a chair between us and grab her by the hair... Pulling hard on her hair, I get her on the chair and start scratching her witchy tits...

This could be a 2-on-2 witch fight...

All I can see is that bitch Niki, who's now on the floor trying to attack Erin.

The concubine far from being intimidated stands her ground. We both smile at each other, eyes locked while my body shivers with excitement. Right now it's as if me and the concubine are stood in the eye of the storm. A moment of relative peace exists between us yet our words and body language are dripping with venom. But it's the relative polite kind, as we're both definitely in our calm before the storm stage. Yes we both want to utterly destroy each other body and soul, in my case definitely soul. But these things should never be rushed...there is an etiquette to a good catfight.

Suddenly she calls me a "Soccer Mum!" and in that moment I can't help but show genuine and sincere emotion as I giggle in response. But as I do she rolls her chest and I feel her breast playfully bash mine. The sensation was honestly not unpleasant yet I twist the right side of my body and playfully nudge her chest back with my right breast. Your body teeters only slightly and that's fine, this nudge of mine was not an attack. It was a simple message "Challenge accepted!".

I think about provoking you further with a stolen kiss, but a sudden handful of my hair refocuses my mind.

My scalp stings, yet nothing to write home about. At the moment we're playing with each other like a cat with a ball of string. The game is which one of us will lose it first? Well let the games begin... my eye catches the attention of a passing waiter. I ask for two glasses of red wine and pass one to my concubine friend. I take a sip and the wine was not bad, before casually pouring the remainder over the concubines head. I pass the empty glass back to waiter.

Watching a bead of red wine drip off your forehead I purr:

"I've been many things in my life, never a soccer mum. But you're right I'd totally rock it as the hot soccer mum all the other mums hated. Meanwhile you would totally rock the role of book club host, yes that frumpy mum who embraces beige and cardigans as a way of life. But that would all be cover to hide the real sin of your rampant alcoholism. Wow you would age quickly living like that...in fact I think I can see the crows feet already. By the way I'm Kate...your name is?"

However as I await your response my left hand buries itself into your hair and I give a playful tug of my own.

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Bella feels disrespected my this child who is trying to control her. She shoves into the woman holding her head it causes her pain as she loses hair, but she is free for the moment and decided to make a move on a target of hers. She spots Kate H and smirks she makes a move to go after her when she feels hands on the back of her head and growl  as she throws an elbow into whoever dares touch her trying to free herself but it is not working as she is being pulled backwards...

The threeway conflict between Lexi, Bella and myself ends quickly, with Bella disengaging with a well placed elbow, obviously startled by recent events.  She hurries off, odd behavior for one who seemed so anxious to fight and defeat me, but to each her own.  That leaves Lexi and myself, at odds once again, in a hateful staredown, the Voodoo Queen vs the Warrior.  Our decision made, we lunge at each other in unrestrained fury, testament to our other such fight.  We crash together, a wild battle of hair ripping and slapping, dark and light colored hair falling to the ground before I attack her breasts, ripping her outfit asunder at her chest, then latching on with both hands, driving my sharp and extended nails into her firm flesh.  Her cries of pain are music to my ears as I push her into the shadows, her hands still in my hair between slaps to my reddened face, not wanting anyone to disturb our fight.

I felt satisfaction, but not for long, we lunge at each other, my scalp on fire,i feel strands of my hair tear out,, I tighten my grip in her mop,  payback's a bitch, and so is the voodoo doo  queen, we pull hair,, exchange sharp slaps, followed by our groans of pain and anger,   we go at it, stumbling, spinning, oblivious, to all the chaos around us.. my top rips, I feel her claws attacking my breast..owww.you ho, I snarl, and switch my tactics delivering a right punch to her tummy, our fighting takes us in to the darker shadows, my hands free I start tearing at her cheap top, hearing a sweet ripping sound.

Lexi and I are now totally into our fight, ignoring the shrieks and curses from other battles, intent only on hurting each other.  She retaliates with a hard punch to my tummy, momentarily stunning me as my hands drop from her breasts.  I'm startled by the sound of ripping fabric as my top is torn away, revealing my smaller but firm breasts.  The cool, misty air of the mansion re-focuses me and I lunge again for her breasts, blood curling screams coming from both of us as nails slash viciously at each others firm breasts.  "Oh you slut, I've so wanted another go at you" I snarl as tears trace down my cheeks from the pain, remembering a similar event where we fought each other like hell cats..

it's me it's Alix,,the sounds of slaps. smacking bare. skin,,followed ,by our. grunts. and gasp, my chest on fire, I use both my hands to knocks her's away..we take a step back,exchanging. angry glares,   the.  without warning I through myself into her hoping to tackle. Alix. down..we fall to our sides, using my hands I try and shove her over. and work on top

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We struggle, just the two of us, hidden in the shadows, ravaging each others breasts, screaming in anger and pain.  Lexi ends the  standoff, slapping my hands off with both hands, causing us to back away from each other, our breasts sore, scratched and throbbing in pain.  We glare and curse at each other, and then the Voodoo Queen takes the initiative, lunging at me with an unholy scream, her arms going around me, trying to take me down to the cold stone floor, succeeding, and then getting on top of me, furious in her rage.  Our legs tangle as we battle, hips joined, my hands going for her hair one again, tearing out stands as I writhe beneath her, tying to buck the bitch off me.

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I quite sneakily manage to get Niki off her stool. Big girl she is and she doesn't hit the floor as i'd hoped, instead she staggers a lil and then heads off to the powder room, i imagine to wash that green liquid out of her hair, off of her tits and the rest of her body. Suits me as i take my place on that warm stool of hers. I order a gin and tonic and start sipping the clear nectar. Meanwhile a scuffle breaks out quite close to where i'm seated. Marlu Queen is battling with Christina, hair gets pulled, slaps are administered, lots of shouting and swearing. The tits get exposed, nails flash, screams overtake the swearing. While this distracts my attention Niki has emerged back into the room. I think she said something to me but it's hard to hear anything above the fight that is currently in full flow. Seems Niki thought she was being ignored or maybe it was just an act of revenge but she empties a full pitcher of tomato juice over my head. For a moment i sit there, red juice dripping down my face and coating my naked breasts. Not content with doing that Niki grabs me by the hair....gonna make her hands pretty messy is that...and turfs me onto the floor...bloody cheek!

Now it's my turn to go get cleaned up, Christina attempts to take advantage of me being on the floor but she's firmly in Marlus grasp, so she can't, get at me that is. I squelch off to get rid of the tomato juice, least the stuff i poured over Niki was alcoholic, a quick wipe with my finger tip confirms this is not. After having a wash down i return to the room where Christina and Marlu are still at it. Niki has resumed her place on the stool i so recently vacated. Hmmm, what to do?

So, with Niki seemingly content where she is, dunno how Christina saw her on the floor, she must be seeing double. I keep a wary eye on Niki, me n her are gonna fight very soon for sure, but before we do i pitch up behind Christina who is still struggling with Marlu and i deliver a vicious knee to the back of her left thigh followed by a nasty right hook into her right side. That done i jump onto her back and wrap my left arm tightly around her throat. "C'mon Marlu, finish the witch, hoping she lands a few punches to Christina gut followed by a swift knee to the crotch.

Niki vs Erin  :P :P :P :P :P

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Bella feels disrespected my this child who is trying to control her. She shoves into the woman holding her head it causes her pain as she loses hair, but she is free for the moment and decided to make a move on a target of hers. She spots Kate H and smirks she makes a move to go after her when she feels hands on the back of her head and growl  as she throws an elbow into whoever dares touch her trying to free herself but it is not working as she is being pulled backwards...

our groans and gasp of exertion. mix... I try and ride. her body. unnk ,I groan taking  some  stinging slaps,,feeling more strands of my hair pull free.  she arches. and. bucks,,,I slide off to. our sides.. our legs trailing fighting to. gain positions.,  my breath going in deep  rasp...  I try  and arch back to give myself a little room.  and slam my right knee into.  her inner thigh
The threeway conflict between Lexi, Bella and myself ends quickly, with Bella disengaging with a well placed elbow, obviously startled by recent events.  She hurries off, odd behavior for one who seemed so anxious to fight and defeat me, but to each her own.  That leaves Lexi and myself, at odds once again, in a hateful staredown, the Voodoo Queen vs the Warrior.  Our decision made, we lunge at each other in unrestrained fury, testament to our other such fight.  We crash together, a wild battle of hair ripping and slapping, dark and light colored hair falling to the ground before I attack her breasts, ripping her outfit asunder at her chest, then latching on with both hands, driving my sharp and extended nails into her firm flesh.  Her cries of pain are music to my ears as I push her into the shadows, her hands still in my hair between slaps to my reddened face, not wanting anyone to disturb our fight.

I felt satisfaction, but not for long, we lunge at each other, my scalp on fire,i feel strands of my hair tear out,, I tighten my grip in her mop,  payback's a bitch, and so is the voodoo doo  queen, we pull hair,, exchange sharp slaps, followed by our groans of pain and anger,   we go at it, stumbling, spinning, oblivious, to all the chaos around us.. my top rips, I feel her claws attacking my breast..owww.you ho, I snarl, and switch my tactics delivering a right punch to her tummy, our fighting takes us in to the darker shadows, my hands free I start tearing at her cheap top, hearing a sweet ripping sound.

Lexi and I are now totally into our fight, ignoring the shrieks and curses from other battles, intent only on hurting each other.  She retaliates with a hard punch to my tummy, momentarily stunning me as my hands drop from her breasts.  I'm startled by the sound of ripping fabric as my top is torn away, revealing my smaller but firm breasts.  The cool, misty air of the mansion re-focuses me and I lunge again for her breasts, blood curling screams coming from both of us as nails slash viciously at each others firm breasts.  "Oh you slut, I've so wanted another go at you" I snarl as tears trace down my cheeks from the pain, remembering a similar event where we fought each other like hell cats..

it's me it's Alix,,the sounds of slaps. smacking bare. skin,,followed ,by our. grunts. and gasp, my chest on fire, I use both my hands to knocks her's away..we take a step back,exchanging. angry glares,   the.  without warning I through myself into her hoping to tackle. Alix. down..we fall to our sides, using my hands I try and shove her over. and work on top

We struggle, just the two of us, hidden in the shadows, ravaging each others breasts, screaming in anger and pain.  Lexi ends the  standoff, slapping my hands off with both hands, causing us to back away from each other, our breasts sore, scratched and throbbing in pain.  We glare and curse at each other, and then the Voodoo Queen takes the initiative, lunging at me with an unholy scream, her arms going around me, trying to take me down to the cold stone floor, succeeding, and then getting on top of me, furious in her rage.  Our legs tangle as we battle, hips joined, my hands going for her hair one again, tearing out stands as I writhe beneath her, tying to buck the bitch off me.

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Quote from: Erin Lee on October 25, 2025, 01:45:35 PM
I quite sneakily manage to get Niki off her stool. Big girl she is and she doesn't hit the floor as i'd hoped, instead she staggers a lil and then heads off to the powder room, i imagine to wash that green liquid out of her hair, off of her tits and the rest of her body. Suits me as i take my place on that warm stool of hers. I order a gin and tonic and start sipping the clear nectar. Meanwhile a scuffle breaks out quite close to where i'm seated. Marlu Queen is battling with Christina, hair gets pulled, slaps are administered, lots of shouting and swearing. The tits get exposed, nails flash, screams overtake the swearing. While this distracts my attention Niki has emerged back into the room. I think she said something to me but it's hard to hear anything above the fight that is currently in full flow. Seems Niki thought she was being ignored or maybe it was just an act of revenge but she empties a full pitcher of tomato juice over my head. For a moment i sit there, red juice dripping down my face and coating my naked breasts. Not content with doing that Niki grabs me by the hair....gonna make her hands pretty messy is that...and turfs me onto the floor...bloody cheek!

Now it's my turn to go get cleaned up, Christina attempts to take advantage of me being on the floor but she's firmly in Marlus grasp, so she can't, get at me that is. I squelch off to get rid of the tomato juice, least the stuff i poured over Niki was alcoholic, a quick wipe with my finger tip confirms this is not. After having a wash down i return to the room where Christina and Marlu are still at it. Niki has resumed her place on the stool i so recently vacated. Hmmm, what to do?

So, with Niki seemingly content where she is, dunno how Christina saw her on the floor, she must be seeing double. I keep a wary eye on Niki, me n her are gonna fight very soon for sure, but before we do i pitch up behind Christina who is still struggling with Marlu and i deliver a vicious knee to the back of her left thigh followed by a nasty right hook into her right side. That done i jump onto her back and wrap my left arm tightly around her throat. "C'mon Marlu, finish the witch, hoping she lands a few punches to Christina gut followed by a swift knee to the crotch.

Erin and I do teamwork... I take advantage of the fact that Erin has a good hold on Christina to hit her several times on her tits and with my knee I hit her several times on her stomach... Christina is lying on the floor while I go to the bar to get a drink without losing sight of either Niki or Christina....

Marlu openly attacks me, with just Marlu and myself I match the bitchy witch, hair pulling, tugging clothes,  my long acrylic nails claw her breasts. She uses the chair to her advantage but then one leg lands on her foot she screams.

Just as I get an advantage, that bitch Erin kicks my thigh, Marlu makes the most of this and me.  Soon am arm around my neck, I know Marlu and others see my stockings tops and g string as I struggle, I track back clawing Erin, getting her hair. I do panic. I can't see Erin but everyone remembers her cheap shortish perfume.

Marlu could have been nastier had she followed Erin's directions on how to really hurt me, but instead knees my stomach amd walks off, I hear Erin snarl at Marlu, but Marlu walks off.  I call Marlu a bitch as I scream from each knee.

I call Erin a cxnt.

With Marlu gone likely watching Niki, I am conscious my outfit is the most dishevelled.  Erin goes for a better hold confident I am nearly out of it, she moves slowly it allows me to slap back , like my skirt her outfit rode up whorishly in her case and allows me to slap her mound with only her g string. Erin releases me  and desperate I roll head butting her, we cat ball, both trying to pin each other, Hai pulled wildly, breasts press through thin tops, hips grind into mounds, we roll past others Alifightz inner leg near I claw it as she fights her own battle.  I look at Nikki, if she can read my eyes now is the time to help me with this bitch Erin.

Then we hit a table, it leaves me on top of Erin, I already have her hair and rag doll her head by her hair slamming it to the floor.  As my just covered breasts slam into hers and my hips press into her sweaty and wet g string. I screamed, YOUR MINE BITCH.

But I can't keep thinking how badly I want that bitch Marlu. The idea of my hands on her throat as I bite the exposed section of Erin's right breast,  my long black sweaty hair covering that bitches face.

I have to admit I am somewhat stunned.  In fact I am struggling to keep my cool.  Fortunately the wine was chilled.  "Well....i'm Ali.Kate.  So very nice to meet you.  You seem to think I have a drinking problem but your drinking problem seem to be much worse.  You missed your mouth entirely trying to drink your wine!  Tell me, do all of your dates return home smelling of alcohol?  I think it may be a common problem for you dear,  your dates having to be soaked in alcohol."  Our breasts have been nudging each other with a bit of abandon the whole time we have been chatting.  I smile and dip down a bit then come back up pushing up on her girls with mine.  Her rubber dress in very vexing however.  "I do admire how you have adapted to your drinking problem though.  A rubber dress is quite cleaver you just have to hose it off to remove all the wine...and other fluids."  I raise my glass as if to sip.  "Oh how rude of me.  I must not flaunt my ability to drink properly.  Let me make you more at ease."  I pour the wine glass right over your cleavage.  If some gets on mine well...the damage is already done. 

I listen and smile as you introduce yourself to me. I purr back at you:

"Nice to meet you Ali"

With our introductions over, the toxic conversation begins... you make jibe after jibe about me and my drinking problem. I smile throughout while I maintain the pressure we both exert onto each other's chests. Suddenly you dip down and then rub your girls up and over mine, I whisper: "Bitch" and giggle as our little game intensifies. With your jibes finally coming to an end you show some proper etiquette and pour that glass of red wine down the front of my dress. The cool wine chills my girls rather nicely and I was just about to respond when suddenly you flinch.

It seems that bitch Christina clawed your thigh...

"Well wasn't that rude Ali? Shall we have a word with the bitch?"

You flash me a wry smile and with that I step away towards her.

"Bitch that was not very nice of you to interrupt mine and Ali's conversation!" I hissed

Christina startled by the sound of my voice turns to look at me, instead she sees my right boot which lands cleanly and squarely into her head. Christina was caught completely off guard and with the damage already inflicted by Erin and Marlu... the bitch crumpled to the floor and off Erin.

But that's not enough...I grab Christina by her hair with both hands and pull her to her feet, she can barely speak. In fact she speaks gibberish.

I call to Ali and say "So shall we throw this bitch out the mansion?"

I grin as I see Kate go huffing off the mete out divine justice to Christina.  "Nice footwork!" I say after the use of her high heel on Christina's unfortunate head.  Kate had hauled the bitch up by her hair and she's speaking in tongues, which seem appropriate somehow given my new rival's dress.  "Just one moment.."  I walk up to Christine and my hand darts between her legs my nails leaving a nasty little calling card where I'm sure many people will see it before the night is out. That being done I take Christina's legs...the heavy end...and we haul her to a door.  We swing her and release on the count of three hearing a wet splat.  The dorr is closed and a chair stuck under the doorknob.  We smile at each other..for a moment at least.

My devilish heart beats faster as together me and Ali literally throw Christina out of the mansion and into the mud outside...she lands face first and oh dear, oh dear. It seems one of the guests arrived by horse drawn carriage and it was not mud Christina face planted! Yes, it was horse shit! Then as the icing on the cake, Ali skilfully barricaded the door with a chair. With the back of the chair in place it is now impossible to enter the mansion without someone moving the chair to one side. And with all other entrances locked, I hope Christina had an umbrella hidden in that G-String of hers?

So to summarise...

Christina has been thrown outside.
She face planted into horse shit!
The front door has been barricaded by a chair placed below the locking mechanism.
There are no other open doors or windows to the mansion!
Christina can only get back in if someone opens the door for her!
Christina cannot break the laws of physics and walk through walls ;D

Finally with that unpleasantness dealt with I go to Erin and help her to her feet and guide her deep inside the mansion. I place her in a hidden room and make sure to whisper to her the way out (It's a wicked code). I leave Erin with a bottle of her favourite gin, which to Erin is the same as spinach is to Popeye :) So with this and some natural adrenaline we will have her up and fighting in no time. Oh and I nearly forgot... I leave as well with Erin a first dose of a powerful antibiotic. As after that experience... god knows Erin will be popping antibiotics like they were candy for weeks to come. One can only speculate as to what my friend Erin has been exposed too? Finally as Erin is in a secret room, she is safe for now until she is ready to emerge and make her move. And naturally the door locked as I left, hence I left Erin the (Wicked Code). Oh and one last point...there are no secret passages to this room, there are no windows. The only way in is via the door which is locked by the now legendary (wicked code).

That just leaves me and Ali... I return to Ali and say: "So shall we find a nice secret room to lock ourselves in for a little private girl chat?"

I follow after Kate sometimes even helping her by gently kicking an errant limb aside as she skillfully navigates to old mansion.  The imp sure does know her way around!She deposits Erin in a room with her energy drink and turns to me Asking if I would like to have a little girl talk.  I look down at my damp wine stained sheer top clinging to my assets.  I smile.  "Why yes Kate I would like that.  We have much to discuss!"

Me and Ali walk deep into the mansion, it takes us 20 minutes to find the secret room. We would have been there quicker if Ali was not kicking me. Well I guess that's something else we will need to discuss. Eventually we come to an old dusty painting, I lift it off the wall and behind it as a three inch thick steel door...which was unlocked. We both work together and pull it open and step inside. Once inside we light the candles and survey our surroundings, we are surrounded by thick stone walls and really not much else. The only entrance is the steel door which we shut, the locking mechanism for the steel door is a four inch thick steel bar. We work together and push the steel bar into its locking position. There are no secret passages that connect to this room. There are no windows, no skylights, no trap doors.

So to summarise...

Me and Ali are locked in a secret room.
The only way in is via the steel door.
The steel door can only be locked and unlocked from inside the room!
Me and Ali locked the door!
No one can break the laws of physics and walk through either steel doors or thick stone walls.
There are no secret passages that connect to this room, or windows, or sky lights, or trap doors!!! We are sealed in and only we can get ourselves out.
Me and Ali shall see you all later  :-*

Now with me and Ali finally alone, we can begin our girl chat. I walk up to Ali and press my chest into hers. I smile and say:

"Ali, firstly thanks for the great teamwork...but you're still a bitch!"

*Slap*

I deliver one stinging right handed slap to Ali's face and blow her a provocative kiss.

owwww,onnnn we. groan and sob. fighting it out,,feeling more strands of my hair tear out, my chest on fire,,,the sounds of. an exchange of slaps popping over our bodies,,  our bodies rock side to side

I try and keep my seat, and ride your body working my left hand under your chin pushing your head back awkwardly

letting my claws stab into her skin,, she bucks wildly ,losing my balance falling to the. side.  I lash out. a punch at your body and try to roll to my knees

Erin but mainly a Kate and Ali attack me the heel to my head, on my back exposed and vulnerable, I struggle with Kate and Ali. I rip out lots of Kate's hair.  Humiliated being thrown out.

Those bitches, can't fight by themselves, they team up these sluts.  I see a light in the distance walking in my ???? heels, it is a servants quarters, a few men there young and well built.  They see me messed up and I tell them about Kate, Ali and Erin, they initially mock me, but using my womanly charm as well as being groped they allow me to freshen up as they get aroused hearing how I aim  to get even with those sluts.

I beg them to help me get back in to fuck Kate up.  Their price is high, but I want revenge so much I do what a woman sometime has to do.

My outfit re adjusted, hair, string perfume, everything.  My preference is for Niki to let me in, maybe Erin as we have unfinished business, even though I to get my hands on that bitch Kate more than anything else.

Yes these men in the hut have a plan to get me in, but my preference is first for inside help as my first choice. I still want Marlu.

I am informed by alarmed staff, and begin to look out, over the grounds.

To one direction, a dark line of clouds makes it's way towards the mansion.
Steady lightning flashing through them

A different direction, somehow the cemetery was growing. More headstones and crypts than before. It was growing towards the mansion.
A cloud of mist swirling, and blowing. As if something in the mist was breathing.

The other direction the ghostly trees, had begun to multiply, and move closer to the mansion.
An eerie glowing fog, hovering about the trees, of the haunted forest.
Dark shapes flitting to and fro, through the fog.

The rear of the mansion, random knocking and pounding on the outer walls. As if something wanted in.

I can only hope the guests don't notice these terrifying things!

Sitting down and enjoying my drink I hear a lot of commotion going on behind me. I turn around and see Marlu kneeing Christina in the stomach and leaving her there in the hands of Erin who has a hold of her. I follow with my eyes where Marlu sits down. Christina and Erin are going at it like cats and dogs pulling each other's hair and rolling around ion the ground. I see the lock in Christina's eyes that she's looking for help but first things first.
I slowly get up and head in the direction to where Marlu is sitting. I come up behind her unnoticed and whisper into her left ear I saw what you did to my friend.
I grab her hair with my right hand and bang her head into the counter BAMMM and still having a grip I drag her head along the counter banging into glasses and bottles of drink along the way.
At the very end I straighten her up and with my right foot I push her hard behind her back wher tips he falls face first onto the floor. That's for my friend BItch.
Thinking of my friend I don't see her anywhere nor do I see Erin I asked some of the bartenders have they seen her but they shake their heads no. . They must have went to a private place to finish their fight.
I feel like I have to look for her  but I have the utmost confidence that she can take care of her.
I go back to my spot to finish my drink nut keeping one eye on Marlu.

Quote from: stormbolt7 on October 26, 2025, 06:56:49 AM

The rear of the mansion, random knocking and pounding on the outer walls. As if something wanted in.

Oh that's almost certainly Christina *Giggle*.

Quote from: Niki on October 26, 2025, 07:28:30 AM
Sitting down and enjoying my drink I hear a lot of commotion going on behind me. I turn around and see Marlu kneeing Christina in the stomach and leaving her there in the hands of Erin who has a hold of her. I follow with my eyes where Marlu sits down. Christina and Erin are going at it like cats and dogs pulling each other's hair and rolling around ion the ground. I see the lock in Christina's eyes that she's looking for help but first things first.
I slowly get up and head in the direction to where Marlu is sitting. I come up behind her unnoticed and whisper into her left ear I saw what you did to my friend.
I grab her hair with my right hand and bang her head into the counter BAMMM and still having a grip I drag her head along the counter banging into glasses and bottles of drink along the way.
At the very end I straighten her up and with my right foot I push her hard behind her back wher tips he falls face first onto the floor. That's for my friend BItch.
Thinking of my friend I don't see her anywhere nor do I see Erin I asked some of the bartenders have they seen her but they shake their heads no. . They must have went to a private place to finish their fight.
I feel like I have to look for her  but I have the utmost confidence that she can take care of her.
I go back to my spot to finish my drink nut keeping one eye on Marlu.

That bitch Niki drags my face and tits across the bar and then throws me to the floor... I stay on the floor watching that witch Niki's movements... I can see her return to her position, like a common whore defending her corner...

Once I've recovered, with a flick of my hand, still half-lying on the floor, I grab the legs of the stool where Niki is sitting, and with a sudden movement, I pull the chair over and make that bitch fall to the floor...

I quickly pounce on her... It's our turn to fight, bitch. Without Chrystina and Erin around, I start scratching your tits with one hand and slam your head against the floor several times with the other hand...

I am saved, yes saved by my good friend Kate who with the help of Ali, the girl she was fighting, get Christina off me and haul her to the main door to the mansion. Once there they toss her out into the night before locking and bolting the door. Ali adds the extra security of a chair back under the door handle. No way is Christina getting back in that way.

Kate then returns and guides me to a private room that can only be opened with a secret code, fortunately Kate is feeling kind and imparts the imformation as to the code to me, she also hands me a bottle of Gin. I grin and thank her as she exits the room and closes the door behind her. Now, i'm not in bad shape but any excuse for a few minutes peace and quiet while i slug down half a tumbler of gin is very welcome.

After stretching out a few of my joints, rolling my shoulders and flexing my fingers i'm ready to go rejoin the fray. Entering the secret code i exit the room and make my way back to the main function room. No sign of Christina, if she knows what's good for her she'll stay outside in the cow dung. Niki is under Marlu who seems intent on seperating her head from her shoulders, so no help needed there. Kate and Ali are back at it. Sophie and Thai.Kat have both vanished in a cloud of smoke. So, i pick up the stool that Niki was sat on before Marlu ripped it from under her, i brush it off and very carefully seat my posterior on it and survey the room.

Sure I might have had to suck and swallow but they give me explosives.

I rig them to the door, I walk back and light the fuse wire.

The door blows off the hinges.

I am back in but can't find Kate, or most  of my opponents.

I walk to  bar and enjoy my cock sucking cowboy cowgirl cocktail, as I watch so many witches /bitches tear each other up.

The door blown open suck on those laws of physics Kate you fucking mutt.

Amazingly the explosion drew little attention and I sit safe at the bar,

While me and Ali continue our slow dance, suddenly the whole mansion is shuck by an almighty explosion. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect Christina would use explosives. As a complete novice and with the intellect of plankton, she uses way too much explosive and dangerously damages the structure of slaughter Mansion. Yes the doors come off but the walls and the supports that hold up this grand old place shudder as the explosion ripples through the mansion. This fool is literally bringing down the house...all because she could not work out the following solution to her conundrum:

"That bitch Kate assisted by Ali throw me outside and lock the door. In the pouring rain and covered in horse shit I seethe with anger. I pull myself up and wipe my face the best I can. I then walk up to the door and..."

*Drum Roll Please*

"...I knock on the door. A waiter hears me, he kindly removes the chair and unlocks the door. I run inside desperately looking for that bitch Kate, however she eludes me for now!"

Maybe in your part of the world knocking on a door is a new concept? but trust me...it's worked for centuries. You should try it sometime...instead of defaulting to your clutch of "If in doubt - Whore Out!" As for my assertion that you're intellectually dumber than plankton. The fact that you did not even consider knocking on the door, proves the case for the prosecution. Oh and guess what the jury has returned a guilty verdict in record time :)

Anyway with the building at risk? Only at risk...I shall let Stormbolt have the final say about this dangerous turn of events.

I turn to Ali and whisper in her ear...our escape plan! Just in case.

Oh and one last thing...I would not try explosives on the steel door. Me and Ali are deep inside the mansion, any explosion here would bring the house down and please this is a catfight, not Battle Royale! So everyone should leave with all their limbs and lives intact :)

Quote from: lexibabe on October 26, 2025, 06:15:49 AM
owwww,onnnn we. groan and sob. fighting it out,,feeling more strands of my hair tear out, my chest on fire,,,the sounds of. an exchange of slaps popping over our bodies,,  our bodies rock side to side

I try and keep my seat, and ride your body working my left hand under your chin pushing your head back awkwardly

letting my claws stab into her skin,, she bucks wildly ,losing my balance falling to the. side.  I lash out. a punch at your body and try to roll to my knees

I buck and squirm under this enraged she cat, trying desperately to gain some advantage.  She grabs at my chin, pushing my head back, my neck straining almost to the breaking point as she plunger her claws into me with her other hand.  My head swims, but I can't, I won't give up, and I finally get her off to one side.  She lashes out in anger, a punch to my body that winds me, and I fall onto my back.  She rolls to her knees, and I try to struggle to get off my back, seeing the sadistic look in her eyes.

Quote from: sinclairfan on October 26, 2025, 06:38:10 PM
Go Kelly

"Go Kelly"

ROFL... maybe you should say "Start Kelly"?

As a post from her would be nice, as she does seem fun to catfight :)

Blah, blah, blah did that bitch who is far dumber than dog shit say anything.  The building is fine you dumb bitch as usual an over reaction, such a drama queen.

I look for Niki but she must be hiding in the shadows. I see Erin we look at each other but for now both realise without saying a word for now we hold back, we even have a drink together and look around the room, but we do look over each others bodies seeing how dangerous the other woman is.

Niki and I continue to engage in a bitch fight, rolling on the floor while I continue to pull her hair out of her head and torture her tits...

I try to get my knee between her legs as we continue to roll on the floor... I manage to grab a pitcher of slimy green juice off a table and throw it all over her head...

Damn witch!

This is what you get for getting involved in the fight between that bitch Chrystina and me...

I followed Kate through the bowels of the mansion..hmmm  better not say bowels.  In any case as the steel door closed, it occured to me that one of us had been kidnapped.  Which one was to be determined.  That made it all the more yummy.  She had just thanked me very politely, then gave me a very impolite slap.  It was a very solid slap make my hair fly around and everything.  Before I could even react, the building shook.  Christina had blown her way in? Extreme flatulence?  oh no actual explosive she had in her purse.  Sounds familiar.  I should watch out for black roses and knockout gas also.  But Kate was whispering in my ear.  Very close she was.  Body bumping close.  Oh another challenge.  But no an escape plan.  "Oh that's very clever of you!"  I smile.  Then I slapped her right across her too pretty face.  "But you were right about me being a bitch!"

"You fucking bitch, I'm going to kill you for that!"

In a desperate attempt to free myself, I reach out and grab Alexa's face, digging my nails into the soft skin of her cheeks. I digs in hard, feeling the skin yield beneath  mine fingertips, hot blood welling up to stain mine fingers red.
Alexa cries out in pain and surprise, her head snapping back as my nails leave deep scratches on her face. The movement loosens her grip on my hair just enough for me to pull away, gasping for air and choking.
Breathing hard, my eyes wild, I lunge at Alexa, knocking her off her feet, and we both fall to the dirt ground, a tangle of flailing limbs and cursing. We roll along the dirty sidewalk, growling like wild animals, unwilling to submit.
I manage to straddle Alexa, sit on her hips, and pin her to the ground. I grab her by the throat, squeezing with all my remaining strength, and my bloody lips stretch into a maniacal grin.

"You fucking cxnt."

I squeeze harder, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of Alexa's throat, cutting off her air supply. Alexa clings to my wrists, desperation growing as she struggles to breathe, her lungs desperate for oxygen.
I only smile wider, a wild, triumphant expression appearing on my blood-stained face. I revel in it, reveling in Alexa's suffering, intoxicated by the fact that she is at my mercy.

So I settled down on the couch and looked around carefully. It was getting quite boring. I wanted a smoke, so I reached into my pocket for cigarettes and then realized I had no pockets and didn't smoke. The girls were scattered into separate rooms (is this where a fight is supposed to happen?), probably to have a good time. I'd place a bet, but there was no pool book either.
Maybe I should go and check on Alexandra?

Chest to chest Me, Ali and our girls were all getting to know each other. The intensity of this moment cannot be overstated, our eyes form an intense emotional connection. My thoughts and feelings towards Ali are complex and contradictory. In the brief time we been together she has earned my respect and perhaps most surprisingly my friendship. Still having said all this my nails are itching to bury themselves in her face, my teeth want to latch onto the firm flesh of her breasts and of course I want to shred that beautiful concubine costume.

*SMACK*

Ali's hand slap was delivered with grace and executed with precision. My head spun to the side and my cheek reddened, slowly I turn my head back and to reestablish eye contact. As soon as I do, I push Ali against the wall...I dip down and back up just enough to rake my tits across hers and I slip my right leg between her thighs. The top of my thigh presses against your mound, the tips of our noses touch. The warmth of our breath radiates each other's cheeks. Our breasts press together harder than ever before. I raise my hands and slide them into your hair, i teasingly runs my hands through your silken locks.

I purr - "I think we've both had enough foreplay? But before we start I give you this commitment. For tonight I will have your back, you are my prey and I'm yours. We shall share each other with no one. If anyone comes through that door, we face them together as a team. Anyway if you agree? Why don't we try and rip each other's hair out...you dirty fucking whore!"

I feel a little breathless pinned up against the wall, tits on tits with this little devil.  I roll my shoulders grinding mine into hers deeply.  Dammit I like her  and I want to ruin every asset she has.  Our fingers slowly wrap and tangle in each other's hair.  my leg slips between your thighs.  I smile as you propose teaming up in case someone who thinks the laws of physics are suggestions find her way in. I smile.  "That's a deal.  I hope they come soon or there might not be enough left of you to help much though.  You nasty little skank!"  Then I yank back hard on her hair, feeling her boobs thrust into mine in that annoying rubber dress off hers as I twist right into that lovely hair. 

Our erotic dance to destruction has begun...

I feel you roll your shoulders and your firm breasts grind into my own, the sense of excitement I feel in this moment almost overwhelms me. Yet you're not done yet! As soon I feel your silky thigh slide between my legs. I respond by starting to shimmer and slide my own thigh between your legs more actively than what I was doing before. You try to hide it, but just like me...this situation is turning you on. Yet this is all a game or is it? Will we at the end of our catfight race each other to the bedroom?

*Giggle*

Probably not, as the thrill we both want is more of a sadistic and cruel pleasure. We want to see each other's tears, we want to destroy each other's bodies. If the cost of victory is agreeing to mutually assured destruction...we're the bitches who will pay it! As Mr Spock would say "Fascinating, utterly illogical!"

Suddenly I feel you yank on my hair and I giggle in response, yes my scalp stung in pain but this was fun. I yank your hair in response and with that we both start pulling with more consistency and vigour. We begin to roll along the side of the north facing wall, as we do so we knock books off the shelves. A manga series from Japan "Ranma 1/2" scatters across the floor. Shocked by the discovery of Manga, both me and Ali at the same time say: "Stormbolt is a closet Otaku!"

We both giggle at this revelation...then furiously start to pull at each other's hair, I purr provocatively:

"I'm going to rip your hair out you filthy slut!"

All the while, my thigh between your legs still teases you and our breasts still clash and rub together. An explosion of real rage and violence will occur...but for now we're both content with pushing each other's buttons.

You get a smile in response to your hairpulling and I hear you giggles.  It should be chilling.  We both want the same thing.  Destruction of our rival.  and the danger is...exciting.  I can feel just how dangerous you are now as we match boobs and yank hair.  We both pause when we see the Ranma 1/2 manga fall to the floor.  Then we're both back to pulling hair with abandon.  My scalp is starting to sting badly as I shake at your head, our boobs slamming against each other as we fight.  "I wonder...if we splash him with cold water..."  I giggle as we ram each other's breasts into each other.  Oh fuck that got me good...

The ramming and crushing of our breasts together intensifies, as does the pulling on each other's hair. My scalp begins to really burn at a level which no girl can now ignore...unless you're super woman (Capes, Morals and Decency are optional).

I begin to grit my teeth as slowly my smile begins to evolve into something far more sadistic. You lighten this moment however by suggesting that we splash our Otaku friend with cold water, I giggle and reply:

"Sounds like a plan Ali"

However that does not stop us ramming our tits together, an aftershock shudders through our bodies. In this clash we both bounce around a bit more and tumble to the floor.  We grapple with each other and both of us ready our right hands, we aim them at each other's faces...this is the moment we both were waiting for. Suddenly out of the corner of our eyes we see something hidden under a closet, its pink and white design seems out of place in Slaughter Mansion. We both reach for it and pull it out. We gulp in shock and simultaneously we say to each other:

"HelloKitty! Stormbolt likes HelloKitty! He's such a dweeb!"

We share a giggle and throw this abomination in a corner. Then looking at you I say casually:

"So where were we Ali?" You smile and reply as if we're best friends:

"I think we're both finally about to sink our nails into each other's faces Kate."

I nod and say:

"Omg yes, how could I have forgot."

You reply with a giggle....then suddenly, we thrust our hands towards the sides of each other's faces. We both immediately grab the wrist of the attacker with her free hand. We dig in our nails in a desperate act of defence, while simultaneously we both desperately try to push our attacking hand into each other's faces.

"You fucking bitch, I'm going to fuck you up skank!" I scream in your face.

With every passing second our nails get closer to their intended targets.

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Quote from: lexibabe on October 26, 2025, 06:15:49 AM
owwww,onnnn we. groan and sob. fighting it out,,feeling more strands of my hair tear out, my chest on fire,,,the sounds of. an exchange of slaps popping over our bodies,,  our bodies rock side to side

I try and keep my seat, and ride your body working my left hand under your chin pushing your head back awkwardly

letting my claws stab into her skin,, she bucks wildly ,losing my balance falling to the. side.  I lash out. a punch at your body and try to roll to my knees

I buck and squirm under this enraged she cat, trying desperately to gain some advantage.  She grabs at my chin, pushing my head back, my neck straining almost to the breaking point as she plunger her claws into me with her other hand.  My head swims, but I



can't, I won't give up, and I finally get her off to one side.  She lashes out in anger, a punch to my body that winds me, and I fall onto my back.  She rolls to her knees, and I try to struggle to get off my back, seeing the sadistic look in her eyes.

she starts to stir. and move to her knee's.  I lash out a wild punch that connects.  and sends the bitch  sprawling to her back, I'm surprised, and  then half' smile/half smirk hearing her groans..I pounce. to finish her off using my left hand to attack her tit,then swing left slap, followed by.   a backhand. across her cheek..  she looks finished. in my glee I aim to finish her off,  stop clawing her tit.  and start clawing her mound   teach you to mess with me I snarl

Sitting on the bar stool with a long cool gin and tonic on the rocks, legs crossed, split skirt fallen off my thighs to reveal more than a hint of my black thong. Topless of course, Olga saw to that. My cloak got covered in tomato juice, as did i, by Niki so that got discarded back onto a chair. A faint wiff assaults my nostrils, what in the name of all thats unholy is that smell, smells like cow dung. It's then that Christina arranges herself on the stool next to mine and starts to knock back some concoction of lord knows what, what i do know is it's smoking. We nod to each other, we are hardly friends but for the moment a truce has broken out between us. We watch Marlu and Niki rolling around on the floor, poor Niki gets another pitcher of that green liquid poured over her head and then Marlu sets about tenderising her body which makes me smile, she clearly needs no help in her destruction of the big girl.

Hmmm, thinks i, it's been a while since i last saw Kate and Ali, so, i slide down off the stool and pick my way around pools of gawd knows what and then i vanish down the corridor at the back of the main room. My lil hidey hole is down here so first i have a quick look in there, nope, it's empty. I stand and listen for a moment, i hear sounds of moaning, an occasional grunt and then more moaning coming from the next room. Now i know how to access this room, i don't think either Kate or Ali know that i know. I quietly ease open the door and see the two witches locked in an embrace. Are they fighting or are they.....I blush and hastily back out of the door, "So sorry" i purrr, laughing at the same time, then i head back to the main room.

Once there i see Christina is still sat at the bar and Marlu and Niki are still beating the crap outta each other. I glide over to Christina and tap her on the shoulder. "C'mon then witch, it's you n me, let's go to my lil hidey hole and work each other over"....course what i really mean is, i'll work her over, she's a big lass but she's a careless fighter, that's her weakness. I grab her by her hair and tow her after me to my room.

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Quote from: lexibabe on October 26, 2025, 06:15:49 AM
owwww,onnnn we. groan and sob. fighting it out,,feeling more strands of my hair tear out, my chest on fire,,,the sounds of. an exchange of slaps popping over our bodies,,  our bodies rock side to side

I try and keep my seat, and ride your body working my left hand under your chin pushing your head back awkwardly

letting my claws stab into her skin,, she bucks wildly ,losing my balance falling to the. side.  I lash out. a punch at your body and try to roll to my knees

I buck and squirm under this enraged she cat, trying desperately to gain some advantage.  She grabs at my chin, pushing my head back, my neck straining almost to the breaking point as she plunger her claws into me with her other hand.  My head swims, but I



can't, I won't give up, and I finally get her off to one side.  She lashes out in anger, a punch to my body that winds me, and I fall onto my back.  She rolls to her knees, and I try to struggle to get off my back, seeing the sadistic look in her eyes.

she starts to stir. and move to her knee's.  I lash out a wild punch that connects.  and sends the bitch  sprawling to her back, I'm surprised, and  then half' smile/half smirk hearing her groans. I pounce. to finish her off using my left hand to attack her tit, then swing left slap, followed by. a backhand. across her cheek..  she looks finished. in my glee I aim to finish her off,  stop clawing her tit.  and start clawing her mound   teach you to mess with me I snarl

She on me in an instant, her left hand attacking my tit, and then a wicked backhand to my cheek, knocking me flat on my back again.  "Slut" I moan, and then she goes for my mound with with her other hand, causing to wail in a scream that penetrates the cool mist of the mansion.  I grab for her right wrist, trying to pull it off me before she penetrates my pussy.  I dig the nails of both hands into her right wrist, screaming as she mauls my most private parts.

We lie there, hugging each other, our chests heaving from lack of air. Alexa and I look terrible: our faces are bruised, our clothes are torn, our skin is slick with sweat and smeared with dirt. We look at each other with feverish, frantic eyes, exhausted by the last of our energy.

I feel the weight of Alexa's body pressed against me, the rapid beating of her heart, the raggedness of her breathing. I know Alexa feels the same, feels my unyielding, indomitable spirit that still drives me.

"Are you giving up?" I whisper softly, my voice hoarse and broken from a long, brutal battle. It's a challenge, a taunt, a daring dare. I dare you to admit defeat and surrender.

I tug Erin's hair, both tugging each others hair brutally but also erotically.

Our heels click with each tug, my top just reveals my left nipple, my skirt reveals my stocking tops as we tug each others hair brutally. But sensually.

I know I can take Erin, calling me careless in my fighting, it just makes me more passionate.

We enter her hidey hole.  We pull together inside hands behind each others backs pulling hair like whores, pressing her bare breasts into my barely covered breasts.  Bodies, hips press into out skirt covered mounds.

Our lips touch, I bite her lip sensually.  I press her back to the wall. Sure we hair pull, but our nipples so hard as they hit each others breasts like daggers.

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Quote from: lexibabe on October 26, 2025, 06:15:49 AM
owwww,onnnn we. groan and sob. fighting it out,,feeling more strands of my hair tear out, my chest on fire,,,the sounds of. an exchange of slaps popping over our bodies,,  our bodies rock side to side

I try and keep my seat, and ride your body working my left hand under your chin pushing your head back awkwardly

letting my claws stab into her skin,, she bucks wildly ,losing my balance falling to the. side.  I lash out. a punch at your body and try to roll to my knees

I buck and squirm under this enraged she cat, trying desperately to gain some advantage.  She grabs at my chin, pushing my head back, my neck straining almost to the breaking point as she plunger her claws into me with her other hand.  My head swims, but I



can't, I won't give up, and I finally get her off to one side.  She lashes out in anger, a punch to my body that winds me, and I fall onto my back.  She rolls to her knees, and I try to struggle to get off my back, seeing the sadistic look in her eyes.

she starts to stir. and move to her knee's.  I lash out a wild punch that connects.  and sends the bitch  sprawling to her back, I'm surprised, and  then half' smile/half smirk hearing her groans. I pounce. to finish her off using my left hand to attack her tit, then swing left slap, followed by. a backhand. across her cheek..  she looks finished. in my glee I aim to finish her off,  stop clawing her tit.  and start clawing her mound   teach you to mess with me I snarl

She on me in an instant, her left hand attacking my tit, and then a wicked backhand to my cheek, knocking me flat on my back again.  "Slut" I moan, and then she goes for my mound with with her other hand, causing to wail in a scream that penetrates the cool mist of the mansion.  I grab for her right wrist, trying to pull it off me before she penetrates my pussy.  I dig the nails of both hands into her right wrist, screaming as she mauls my most private parts.

her nails buury into my wrist, even voo doo queens. have. a limit, I   have to let  go,  standing quickly, losing my balance.  and falling against the wall

tiring, and hurting,  I reach. back. at what remains. of my  skirt,  and  pull out. my charm bag.....taking a handful of dust, throwing it on  you, I cast. a spell for you to arise and attack  another guest

so,i may continue on with my quest

We sit there straining toward each other's face, Hello KItty forgotten in the corner.  "I'll ruin you for good you dirty skank!" I howl back as we strain.  then it happens.  We get to each other.  I feel her nails dig into my cheek as mine reaches hers,  The it useless so I drop her other wrist and plung my other hand at her face digging at her cheeks and clawing.  Do I feel a momentary pang of regret?  I may have bet my cheeks is burning under her claws and I try to rake down the center of that pretty face.  "You're such a whore!!"  I push in and we drop to the floor once more. 

We've reached the point of no return as our nails inch towards each other's faces. I scream at you seconds before our nails make contact with skin:

"Ali you fucking Whore! I'm not leaving tonight until I put you out of business Bitch!"

You ignore my taunt and instead you do your talking with your nails, as my nails talk to you - we both scratch deeply. Despite the burning pain we both feel, we muster all our mental strength - we both must endure, we must win. Our nails rip perfect skin yet despite all this, we greet each other with a smile. Yes, we're smiling. Even when our second hand joins in, we still smile at each other. Are we both sadistic? Probably!

However I must admit a tinge of regret, I wish we met under better circumstances? I wish I picked up this sexy concubine from the club she works at and took her home for the night. Then in the morning... I would take out the trash and dispose of this basic bitch!

It is at this moment my sense's detect the faint aroma of Gin... Erin is near. I hear her try the steel door but with it bolted from inside the room, she can't get in. Yet I sense she is watching, my friend Erin is quite the voyeur and if I know her...I suspect she has found a peep hole.

However back with Ali I feel the sting of your nails as they go straight down my face. I close my eyes quickly and avoid the worst, but after such an attack my eyes are snore and watering - I snarl:

"You fucking bitch - I hate you concubine!"

Now my left hand reaches out, it locates its target mainly by touch and now I rake my nails down the centre of Ali's face, while my right grabs hold of your left ear...I dig my nails in and begin pulling and twisting it. We both scream in pain yet if we did have spectators, I'm sure they would all agree that we're both having fun too.

I shriek in pain as your nails rake down the middle of my face.  I have totwist my head closing my eyes to protect them.  But still I'm sure there are marks around them.  "Oh you hatful skanky little IMP!!"  I scream back raking down your cheeks.  Our legs entangle and we are locked in a catball, still smiling.  Our hips twist as we try to crush each others thigh.  I plunge my hands back into your hair and find your little horns and tear at them trying to rip out the little hairpiece but they resist.  Is it in there THAT well?  Or are they real?  Whatever.  I bet it hurts if I get them out either way.  We roll across the floor locked tight boobs mashing each other hard.  That rubber dress is not doing me any favors.  We bump against the closet and the door slips open.  We roll away and there's a clatter behind us.  Old VHS tapes spill out onto the floor with titles like Double Trouble and California Wildcats.  We pause for a moment.  "Oh Storm...but that tracks."  We giggle through the burning pain of the claw marks.  While you still look back, I pull my arms back and SLAP your left cheek I had just been clawing.  "Pay attention, dear!"  and damn if you don't still look pretty, welts and all.  GAWD what a bitch...

Our eyes our locked as you call me an Imp, as that word comes out from your cute, delicious and tasty looking lips that I could devour all night...I scream at you, as I do my eyes flash red.

"Don't call me Imp you disgusting immoral concubine! Honestly your whoring would make Christina blush!"

Both of us looked stunned, the last time I felt like this was during a lover's tiff. I say uncharacteristically:

"Ali, I'm so sorry, I can't believe I said that. Comparing you to Christina is going way to far...please forgive this foolish devil"

My eyes show genuine remorse, but I know you forgive me when you drag us into a deliciously sexy catball. Our bodies press together in all the fun places... places which we plan to ruin and in time will ruin. With a skill full twist our thighs start to crush and your hands pull on my hair and horns, however a female devils horns are rather sensitive to touch and I'm not talking pain. *Wink - wink* I begin to randomly blush but a sudden roll across the floor and delightful crushing together of our breasts soon refocuses my attention. It is at that moment we hit the closet and a tsunami of VHS and empty tissue boxes flood out.

We look into each other's eyes and giggle, while we both think about our next targets and how cute we thought each other was. Suddenly you slap my left cheek and I screech in pain as my head spins to the side:

"Ow ow owwww...you Bitch!"

I turn back to face you and my right hand immediately slaps your left cheek. Now your head spins and your hair flicks in the most romantic way...it was like I was watching my favourite K-drama. I literally hear this song in my head:

https://youtu.be/F5Hoj29NK5Y?si=22uxVkxgeHw6INyZ (https://youtu.be/F5Hoj29NK5Y?si=22uxVkxgeHw6INyZ)

But with your head turned, I dive for your neck...I start out with a tender love bite but being the tease I am. It does not remain a love bite for long! Does it Ali? As you begin to scream and curse at me.

No it does not stay that way Kate!  You pounce on me your teeth going right for the throat.  I fall back squealing.  "You ARE an IMP!"  I cry out my teeth trying to find any purchase they can on the skin of your cheek.  Our legs tangled trying to crush each other still.  I dig back at your hair with one hand trying to twist out a handful you bitch!  My other hand claws briefly at the side of your face, but you don't stop biting.  A voice whispers "Go for the tail."  Erin?  Either way, I have little to lose.  My hand slide down your back and I find your tail and pull on it hard.  Plus we're still tight together boobs mashing each other hard.  Damn rubber dress!  Mine are starting to ache a bit dammit. But I yank that tail side to side and I'm almost certain you're tasing my blood.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hv_zJrO_ptk&list=RDhv_zJrO_ptk&start_radio=1

My teeth dig in deep and you screech in pain, you call me an IMP again and I just bite down harder. You go for my hair, you go for my face...I endure it all. Which is not that hard when you've got something tasty to bite down on. But then I hear a familiar voice and the smell of gin. I stop biting to snarl:

"Et Tu Erin?"

Then it happens....

Ow... Ow... Ow... Fuck! Arghhhh you bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch! I scream

With a cheeky assist from my best friend Erin you give my tail a cheeky pull. To say it hurt is the understatement of the century, naturally I'm too busy screaming to bite you. Our limbs begin to flail about all over the place and in the chaos we hit Stormbolts old iPod...the infernal device still had some power and it plays this song:

https://youtu.be/_P19qxBH9x8?si=odnIkSs0ObDzGIid (https://youtu.be/_P19qxBH9x8?si=odnIkSs0ObDzGIid)

Stormbolt's anime playlist fills the room with cringe and now we both begin to experience a new kind of suffering. In the chaos you let go of my tail and we untangle from each other. I shout out over the music:

"Ali, turn that awful racket off!"

You look for the iPod but can't find it, the situation was bleak for us both.

You snap:

"Kate this is your fault you bitch!"

"My fault, my fault...it was you who kicked the device on!" I reply

"You fucking imp, you kicked it on bitch!"

"Fuck you Ali, fuck you!" I snarl

We both get on our feet, we've both been tormented in the most inhuman way...our ear drums feel like bursting. But then suddenly it was silence, the battery died. In a rush of euphoria I say:

"Thank God!"

You smirk and say "The IMP said what?"

I go coy and shuffle on the spot:

"Ali...oh sweet Ali. Can you please forget I said that? If the big boss man finds out... he will dock my pay!"

You smirk, as you consider your options...meanwhile our hands begin to twitch ;)

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Quote from: Niki on October 26, 2025, 07:28:30 AM
Sitting down and enjoying my drink I hear a lot of commotion going on behind me. I turn around and see Marlu kneeing Christina in the stomach and leaving her there in the hands of Erin who has a hold of her. I follow with my eyes where Marlu sits down. Christina and Erin are going at it like cats and dogs pulling each other's hair and rolling around ion the ground. I see the lock in Christina's eyes that she's looking for help but first things first.
I slowly get up and head in the direction to where Marlu is sitting. I come up behind her unnoticed and whisper into her left ear I saw what you did to my friend.
I grab her hair with my right hand and bang her head into the counter BAMMM and still having a grip I drag her head along the counter banging into glasses and bottles of drink along the way.
At the very end I straighten her up and with my right foot I push her hard behind her back wher tips he falls face first onto the floor. That's for my friend BItch.
Thinking of my friend I don't see her anywhere nor do I see Erin I asked some of the bartenders have they seen her but they shake their heads no. . They must have went to a private place to finish their fight.
I feel like I have to look for her  but I have the utmost confidence that she can take care of her.
I go back to my spot to finish my drink nut keeping one eye on Marlu.

That bitch Niki drags my face and tits across the bar and then throws me to the floor... I stay on the floor watching that witch Niki's movements... I can see her return to her position, like a common whore defending her corner...

Once I've recovered, with a flick of my hand, still half-lying on the floor, I grab the legs of the stool where Niki is sitting, and with a sudden movement, I pull the chair over and make that bitch fall to the floor...

I quickly pounce on her... It's our turn to fight, bitch. Without Chrystina and Erin around, I start scratching your tits with one hand and slam your head against the floor several times with the other hand...

Relaxing and enjoying my drink I see movement from Marlu. Expecting her to get up she stretches her hand out and grabs the legs and yanks the stool from under me. I immediately fall to the floor where she pounces on me.
She claws her left hand on my breasts while she bangs my head with her right hand into the floor multiple times.
Ahhh I let out a scream as I'm in pain from this one two attack.
With my two hands loose I use my right to grab her left and my right hand to grab her left as I push them upwards.
Using my strength I push her up and eventually over where I end on top of her.
With the tables I noticed Erin walking by me. Nasty looks are exchanged but she proceeds to grab the stool and sit in my spot. What a bitch as Christina sits next to her
Anyway back to my problem at hand.
Seeing that I'm on top and kinda in control. I close my hands into a fist and start swinging widely hitting her face and head and any other part of her body as if there's no tomorrow. Feeling my punches landing as I'm relentless to finish her off
But she's stronger than I anticipated as she pushes me off where she grabs my hair and squeeze's my tits.
I keep clawing back hard just as much as she's dishing it out.
A strange occurrence happens miraculously a pitcher of green slimy liquid appears next to her. I try to grab it first but she gets to it and pours it all over me. Ohhhhh the smell. Twice already this has happened and it's starting to piss me off.
I have my suspicions who left it as Erin and Christina take off probably going to settle some issues they have between them.
Your on your own Christina but I have the utmost confidence that you will take care of her. 
I turned my attention back to what's happening at this moment. I push her off me and run inside the bathroom to clean up.

I watch as Erin and Christina shove off... I gather they want to settle their differences in some haunted room in the mansion... The moment Niki gets up and heads for the bathroom... completely disheveled, I get up from the floor and head after her... hey, you witchy bitch... where do you think you're going? I stand next to you, and with a deliberate shove, I throw you against the wall and... surprise! A secret room opens and we rush in. Between its walls, I can make out the voices of Kate and another girl amidst the shoves and bangs... we both listen intently...

With Ali lost in thought and considering her options, I suddenly hear activity. It sounds like Erin started a trend and now others want to indulge their inner voyeuristic tendencies. Still with the steel door safety bolted from the inside of our room and with no windows, no trap doors, no skylights, no secret tunnels and with thick solid stone walls that no mortal can pass through we remain secure and sealed off from everyone else!

And if we can avoid anymore of Stormbolt's god awful anime play list...we can continue tearing each other apart without further interruptions.

Quote from: ChristinaS on October 27, 2025, 08:12:10 PM
I tug Erin's hair, both tugging each others hair brutally but also erotically.

Our heels click with each tug, my top just reveals my left nipple, my skirt reveals my stocking tops as we tug each others hair brutally. But sensually.

I know I can take Erin, calling me careless in my fighting, it just makes me more passionate.

We enter her hidey hole.  We pull together inside hands behind each others backs pulling hair like whores, pressing her bare breasts into my barely covered breasts.  Bodies, hips press into out skirt covered mounds.

Our lips touch, I bite her lip sensually.  I press her back to the wall. Sure we hair pull, but our nipples so hard as they hit each others breasts like daggers.

We enter my lil hidey hole, both yanking on each others hair, both seemingly intent on working the other over, but i have a lil secret that Christina doesn't know about, it's a lil secret that Kate showed me the first time she took me to this room.

I'm practically naked, the only thing left adorning my body now is my black thong and i can tell by the way Christina is drooling that she has designs on my body. She lunges at me, her full large breasts attracted to my own smaller but perfectly formed one's. They roll together, stiff nipples jousting and thrusting into each others firm but pliant flesh. She pushed me up against the wall, her hips push forwards into my own, she hungrily attacks my lips with her own. I feel her thigh as it parts my legs to gain access to my kitty. The witch really thinks i am THAT easy.

Just as she forgets that this is meant to be a mean vicious fight where we are trying to disable the other i put my evil lil plan into action. Remember, i did say her carelessness was her weakness, and i shall now show you that i was correct in saying that.

As Christina gets lost in the thought that she could have me here in a sexual way, i raise my right foot and stamp down hard on the instep of her left foot. This naturally makes her howl in pain and back away from me, not far and not in that much pain that it's going to take her more than a few seconds to come back at me, but a few seconds is all i need.

I slip past her, giving her a solid elbow to her belly as i move..."One thing you don't know about this room witch is, it comes with a coded door lock and the only way to exit this room is by putting in the correct code and only two people here know that code, Kate and myself. Enjoy your confinement" and with that said i quickly exit the room pulling the door firmly shut behind me. As you might imagine there is a lot of swearing and banging coming from that room, but do i care, do i hell.

Now i'm almost totally naked but i've never been ashamed of my body so i stroll back into the main room to see if Marlu needs any help with Niki.

Quote from: TC Just A Guy on October 28, 2025, 10:56:32 AM
As I sit here and read, I just sit back and can only imagine what Erin's lil secret is.  Eagerly await for her to reveal her fun.

I know Erin's secret and I shall reveal it to the world. My friend Erin Lee knits Pokémon Plushies in her spare time :P

*Dear Readers Mutter*

"Oh you want to know that secret...well maybe I know and maybe I don't? Either way...I'm no snitch, I'm just a bitch and occasional part time witch"

*Giggle*

That was meant to stay between you n me Kate you evil harpy.

Well let me tell you a lil secret that you don't know about Kate, she says she's really not a witch, well i know better.

She bakes gingerbread houses and it was her that made that wart appear on Bella's nose!!

Quote from: Alexandra X on October 28, 2025, 07:35:02 AM

Quote from: NekoKitsune on October 27, 2025, 07:09:42 PM
We lie there, hugging each other, our chests heaving from lack of air. Alexa and I look terrible: our faces are bruised, our clothes are torn, our skin is slick with sweat and smeared with dirt. We look at each other with feverish, frantic eyes, exhausted by the last of our energy.

I feel the weight of Alexa's body pressed against me, the rapid beating of her heart, the raggedness of her breathing. I know Alexa feels the same, feels my unyielding, indomitable spirit that still drives me.

"Are you giving up?" I whisper softly, my voice hoarse and broken from a long, brutal battle. It's a challenge, a taunt, a daring dare. I dare you to admit defeat and surrender.

My eyes narrow, turning into a blazing, furious point. A slow, wicked smile spreads across my cracked, bloodied lips.
"No," I hiss in response, a low, menacing croak.
"And you?"
It's a question, but it's also a declaration. A vow. A promise to continue the resistance, an endless defiance. I refuse to give in, to capitulate, to accept anything less than total victory.
We froze, our eyes locked, as if daring the other to blink first. The air between us crackled with tension, with the knowledge that neither of us would back down, neither would give in.

I feel a strange mixture of exhaustion and elation, a twisted sense of camaraderie born of shared suffering. I know Neko feels it too—a bond forged in blood and pain, the understanding that we are two sides of the same coin.
We are more than just enemies now. We are sisters in arms, bound by the crucible of battle. And I know with boundless certainty that this is only the beginning. That our war is far from over.

I smile back at Alexa, my lips slowly and furiously curving, like a mirror image of the Russian blonde's cruel smirk. My voice is barely above a whisper, but there's a steely determination in it:

"No, Alexa. I won't give in. And I won't stop until one of us dies. Or until you confess..." My smile widens, turning into a grotesque parody of a smirk. I lean closer, my nose almost touching Alexa's, and I feel her hot breath fanning my face. When I speak, my voice is low, guttural, hoarse, full of venom and malice.

"Then let's fucking do it, you crazy bitch. Let's fucking get this over with. I will never admit defeat, not to a pathetic whore like you." So let's just fucking get this over with, here and now, and see who's left when the dust settles."

I emphasize my words by sinking my teeth into the soft skin of Alexa's lower lip, biting it until it bleeds. She responds by sinking her teeth into my lip, biting it just as hard, just as cruelly.

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owwww,onnnn we. groan and sob. fighting it out,,feeling more strands of my hair tear out, my chest on fire,,,the sounds of. an exchange of slaps popping over our bodies,,  our bodies rock side to side

I try and keep my seat, and ride your body working my left hand under your chin pushing your head back awkwardly

letting my claws stab into her skin,, she bucks wildly ,losing my balance falling to the. side.  I lash out. a punch at your body and try to roll to my knees

I buck and squirm under this enraged she cat, trying desperately to gain some advantage.  She grabs at my chin, pushing my head back, my neck straining almost to the breaking point as she plunger her claws into me with her other hand.  My head swims, but I



can't, I won't give up, and I finally get her off to one side.  She lashes out in anger, a punch to my body that winds me, and I fall onto my back.  She rolls to her knees, and I try to struggle to get off my back, seeing the sadistic look in her eyes.

she starts to stir. and move to her knee's.  I lash out a wild punch that connects.  and sends the bitch  sprawling to her back, I'm surprised, and  then half' smile/half smirk hearing her groans. I pounce. to finish her off using my left hand to attack her tit, then swing left slap, followed by. a backhand. across her cheek..  she looks finished. in my glee I aim to finish her off,  stop clawing her tit.  and start clawing her mound   teach you to mess with me I snarl

She on me in an instant, her left hand attacking my tit, and then a wicked backhand to my cheek, knocking me flat on my back again.  "Slut" I moan, and then she goes for my mound with with her other hand, causing to wail in a scream that penetrates the cool mist of the mansion.  I grab for her right wrist, trying to pull it off me before she penetrates my pussy.  I dig the nails of both hands into her right wrist, screaming as she mauls my most private parts.

her nails buury into my wrist, even voo doo queens. have. a limit, I   have to let  go,  standing quickly, losing my balance.  and falling against the wall

tiring, and hurting,  I reach. back. at what remains. of my  skirt,  and  pull out. my charm bag.....taking a handful of dust, throwing it on  you, I cast. a spell for you to arise and attack  another guest

so,i may continue on with my quest

My attack has an impact, as the vile queen loses her balance, and falls against the wall.  I roll to my knees, crawling toward her, ready to do onto her what she did to me, a hateful gleam in my eyes.  I scream in anger and lunge, my hands going for her crotch, when suddenly the vile Voodoo Queen reaches under her almost non-existent skirt, clutching an odd bag, and hurls a handful of a psychic dust at me.  My body trembles, and I fall to the floor, knowing in my heart I'm in her spell.  I have no more taste for battle with her, and watch her stride off, looking for ... something.  I arise on unsteady legs, observing the mass of struggling female flesh, torn outfits, and shrieks of pain and anger.  I stride among the battles, knowing I must find another opponent, but who is free, and who wants to fight?

a little worse. for wear, but satisfied..I.  straighten what's left of my torn. costume.

so many other screeching. hobgoblins. running loose.

I see the flaming red haired Lynn,  and start her way

when I'm careened, into.  by some assailant ,  whom I give a two handed shove.

I'm a little confused as to why you reacted so strongly to that song.  I went along with you to see where it went.  Getting to curse at you was gravy.  But the song was so cute and light hearted and all about love and sounded so wholesome...oh,,that's it.  Riiiight.."Devil"  No wonder the imp was so upset.  Now you are shuffling and acting coy and cute.  And you still look cute even with all the scratches I have generously provided to your face.  Now I find my own self shuffling..acting coy and..ugh..I brush my  hair back.  A few loose strands fall out.  "Well. I wouldn't want to cause you any trouble..."  I drift closer.  "You'll need that money to fix what I'm going to to you after all. Our twitching hands rise as we throw ourselves together chest first lamming each others' boobs.  Our fingers tangle into each others' hair nails raking scalps twisting at it as hard as ever.  Our tit grinding is intense now also.  our shoulders roll as we move each other's heads around trying to take out clumps it seems. But I have worse in store for you.  Much worse.  As we battle my lips get close to your ear.  I whisper.  "The ipod is charging."  And I saw the second song...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QlZiGylP1M8

It's at times like this I question my existence? Why does the world need Devils when you have the likes of Ali? I can't believe that bloody iPod got its second wind! I can't believe that Ali would subject us both to the abject torture of Stormbolt's play list... again! However despite my eardrums wanting to explode, I have to admit that at this point I'm developing more than a little crush of the concubine. However my personal feelings aside, I still have a job to do. Well I say it's a job, but honestly it's more of a hobby - I have to ruin every inch of her body.

Speaking of ruining Ali's body I soon again feel the impact of her tits against my own, as we ram our girls together. The sensation of our breasts being crushed together is soon joined by the sting of our scalps burning. Locked together I snake my right leg between Ali's and wrap it around her left calf. Meanwhile the we both viciously and wildly shake each other's heads and as we do some noticeable clumps of hair begin to litter the floor. I snarl:

"Ali you fucking demented bitch - by the time I'm done with you. No one will ever look at you with love in their eyes again...you fucking whore!"

With that I twist my hips and we both begin to stumble towards Stormbolts closet and we stumble inside it. As we do so the doors shut and it goes pitch dark. I would like to say we end up in Narnia, but that would be as silly. Me and Ali remain in the closet for a good twenty minutes, during this time our elbows and knees knock the wooden panelling furiously. Eventually however the doors spring open and we stumble onto the floor. As we do so, more of Stormbolt's prize possessions spill onto the floor. What did we find this time? I shall let Ali answer that :)

As we slowly begin to pick ourselves up of the floor, I do however quip:

"Ali your lipstick is smeared."

Oh Erin don't flatter yourself, I was still gonna ruin you bitch.

My foot Aghh you bitch , the elbow Aghhhhh.


I reach for your hair but you run.

Lucky for me Kate can't keep a secret, in fact she has more trouble keeping a secret than she has keeping a man.

To think only 2 people know the code, who is careless know you bitch Erin.

I am soon back at the bar, drubbing my green gin tonic.

For now I am left alone, leaving it to the rest to finis( each other off.

I see Marlu and Niki going at it, I want to help Niki, but sense she may disapprove if I interfere early.  Marlu is also not as high on my hit list as others here.

Quote from: Alexandra X on October 28, 2025, 12:56:30 PM
Neko and I writhe and thrash about, locked in a final, desperate embrace. Our fingers scrape each other's skin, our nails leaving bloody furrows. We grind our bodies together, trying to squeeze every last drop of air from each other's lungs.

This is a life-or-death battle, a war of attrition. We will fight until one of us is exhausted, until the last spark of life fades and extinguishes. Only then will the victor emerge, broken and bloodied, but victorious nonetheless.

I feel my consciousness fading, but I don't stop. I can't stop. I will fight Neko until my last breath, until the very end. And I know with sickening certainty that Neko will do the same.

And then I realize the absurdity of the situation and start laughing, even though tears are streaming down my cheeks.

"Enough, damn it, do you hear me, you fucking bitch? This madness needs to stop!"

Alexa looks at me in surprise, her brows furrowed in confusion as my laughter echoes strangely in the empty courtyard. Tears stream down my face, cutting through the dirt and blood, glistening in the ghostly moonlight. Alexa's grip on me weakens slightly, her fingers shaking as if she doesn't know whether to keep fighting or break free.

"What the fuck are you laughing at, you crazy bitch?" Alexa croaks, but there's a hint of uncertainty and a glimmer of doubt in her voice. She wipes her face with the back of her hand, smearing blood, dirt, and tears, leaving a dark streak across her cheek.
She doesn't take her eyes off me, trying to understand, to comprehend this sudden, inexplicable laughter in the midst of our brutal, endless battle. She sees the tears and madness dancing in my eyes and feels a chill run down her spine.

"Enough," I say again, my voice hoarse and filled with a strange amusement.
"Damn it, can you hear me, you stupid cxnt? This madness needs to stop."

We stumble into the closet and it's quite an experince.  No it's not Narnia  or even Nerima.  No.  It's just dark and yelling and screaming.  We have each other by the hair.  We claw and pull and scratch.  We pound little punches into ribs and even a couple of tit punches.  We are literally like two cats in a big in there!  Something falls on us we hit the door again and it springs open, spilling the two cats out onto the floor.  Along with a box.  My hair is a mess my top is askew, I sting I feel bruised and you tell me about my lipstick.  I get up touching my lip.  "Oh yeah..blood red..I bit your lip>  I think it was your lip."  I kick the box as I start to drift to you.  "What is this?  I pull out a box.  "Masters of Martial Hearts DVD box set."  OK>> I reach in a pull out all sorts of female Anime figurines.  "Is this one that Aika chick?  She seems...anatomically correct?"  I watch as you examine the little dolly.  Then the i-pod slips into repeat.  "yapapa yapapa ii shanten..."  I smirk and you press your hands to your ears.  "ALLLLIIIII!!"" you cry out and come at me with hands swinging slaps at my face which I start to return!!"  Music critic!!"  I shout.

"Music critic...Music critic! Damn straight I'm a music critic. Stormbolt has without doubt the worst taste in music the world has ever known. If I hear any more of his play list... I'm gonna go nuclear Concubine and you won't like me when I'm nuclear bitch" I snarl at you.

Still as I stand amongst more of Stormbolt's anime collection, I think to myself the following:

"Humanity... Judgement day cannot come soon enough!"

Still my concubine friend looks smug, I hate smug. So what's a girl gonna do? Why give the bitch a good hard slap and that is precisely what I proceed to do. I step up to you and slap your face three times in quick succession, which you promptly respond to with equal force. It is at that moment we play a new game... we begin to slap each other in the face, we take turns and exchange slaps in as orderly a way as possible. We begin counting the slaps...97,98....then suddenly Ali's left hand slips and she hits the iPod and hits shuffle. The inferno device springs into life and this time it spells doom for both me and Ali. Also in this case... I hold up my hands, this musical turn of events is totally Ali's fault!

I rage...."Ali you fucking Concubine! Will you leave that god damn iPod alone before I call in a few favours and bring forth the fucking rapture!"

https://youtu.be/p47fEXGabaY?si=FA0-A2x1Xoxmgnvf (https://youtu.be/p47fEXGabaY?si=FA0-A2x1Xoxmgnvf)

Now my face is stinging on both cheeks but it seems her face is quite red also.  But that may be from her drinking problem.  "Oh go nuclear all you want you trashy IMP.  I already don't like you!  And you couldn't call down a pizza!"  I shot.  "And who says I missed?  This is MUSIC>  I raise my hands in the air and do a little dance my fingers snapping.  As you watch, just so terribly offended I start to throw my slaps at you in time to the music. 

As I stand... almost being hypnotised by my concubine rivals pert ass that looks so good when she dances, I take a moment to reflect on tonight's festivities. I feel as if a rant is forming inside me. But as I consider unleashing it, I bite my tongue for now. I have more important matters to consider such as being slapped senseless to the rhythm of Livin' La Vida Loca.

It's at times like these I consider trading in my devil horns for a halo. However that wouldn't be me? I'm a bitch and frankly that fits me like a glove. Still the combination of Ali's dance and slaps is a potent one... my face which is frankly a mess is getting redder by the second and I'm just standing here. I screech:

"Ow, Ow, Ow," as every slaps finds its mark...until they don't. Ali said she was not worried about me going nuclear, well bitch guess what. The launch codes have been inputted and the countdown has begun. In the meantime I scan the room and I grab our old friend HelloKitty and proceed to hit you repeatedly over the head.

I scream at you:

"How do you like that Ali? Getting your skank ass kicked by Hello fucking kitty bitch!"

This attack oddly causes you a lot of pain, which frankly neither of us was expecting. So naturally there was only one thing to do...I decapitated Hello Kitty (Sorry Stormbolt) and stuffed inside was an old bottle. I blow the dust of the label...it says "Old Jinn"

I stand there swaying in shock and pain tears standing in my eyes.  "you...you...you killed her  you..KILLED her  You MONSTER!!"  I lunge for you as you pull the old bottle out of her.  "Leave her alone!!"  I see the old dusty bottle and the way gin is spelled.  J-I-N-N.  Well, I'm Jasmine here and I should have a genie at my disposal, not some trumped up whore imp trying to be a devil!  "Give my that, you bitch!!" I shriek, out of my mine.  I reach for your hair then remember an odd reaction you had to something earlier.  I reach over and grab one horn,,,,and rub it gently.  "Who's a good girl?"   

Just when I think I have my concubine rival all figured out...she throws me the mother of all curve balls. My horns... why did it have to be my horns! Your touch is like electricity and it shimmers down to every part of my body. I feel my knees begin to tremble, as I awkwardly shuffle on the spot. I moan:

"Ali you...you dirty...Mmm that's good...Bitch!"

Now at this point everyone must be thinking, just rub those horns and I will be putty in their hands. Well yes and no, it only works with girls I find attractive. There I've said it, I find Ali attractive.

However this trick will definitely only work for a select few in the mansion tonight and only I know who they are!

But then you say to me "Who's a good girl?"

I begin to giggle uncontrollably and find myself performing a dance for you. I wiggle and gyrate my pert behind for your eyes and your eyes only, I get so into the role, I slide that bottle of old Jinn down the front of my leather dress. I then proceed to do the following:

<Censored> and then <absolutely censored> and then finally <OMG Super Censored>

Your face is bright red and you go over and stand in a corner. With the bottle still down the front of my dress take a moment to mull over your options. Meanwhile I go to the other corner and play with Hello Kitty's decapitated head.

I really did enjoy the dance them I am shocked by the,,,,things....you do afterward.  But the pitchfork shaped birth make of your <censored> was a bit spot on.  I go to the corner, flustered.  I try to channel my inner Spock.  "Fascinating!  Apparently the "Horns" are actually secondary sexual organs located on her head.  Maybe the equivalent of nipples or even a clitoris.  And they lead her to perform...unusual...acts. Logically speaking I must.."  I walk over and top you and the shoulder when you look up I do <Censored>  The I <WTF??!> then I do <BANNED everywhere but Bangcock>  I do the last one on your left horn.   As you sit there thinking I slip the bottle out of your cleavage.

"You're a fucking bitch, just a piece of trash who's interfered with my life, but you're not getting anything! Do you hear me, cxnt?"

I gather my last bit of strength and furiously hug Alexa, wrapping my arms and legs around her.

Quote from: Alexandra X on October 29, 2025, 08:00:05 AM
I blink, stunned by the absurdity of it all. Here we are, two broken, bleeding women, trapped in each other's arms, and this fool finds the courage to laugh. To laugh at the utter senselessness of our situation, at the senseless, endless cycle of violence into which we have driven ourselves.
I suddenly feel an overwhelming urge to join in, throw my head back and laugh until I drop. But I resist, clenching my jaw, not wanting to give Neko the satisfaction. Instead, I peer into her face, searching for the slightest trace of deception or cunning.

"What are you playing, bitch?" I ask in a low, suspicious voice.
"Is this some kind of joke? Some kind of stupid game?"

I shake my head, a few strands of tangled hair falling into my face. My eyes narrow, flashing an accusatory gaze.

"I'm not falling for any of your tricks, you crazy bitch. I know you're just trying to catch me off guard, to weaken my defenses so you can strike when I can't see."

My grip tightens, squeezing Neko tighter.

You two are crazy psychopaths. I think Neko chose the wrong costume. Jinx from Arcane would have suited her much better.

Kinda wish Kelly took part in this more. She had an awesome outfit and could definitely do justice to Ms. Marvel's name!

I notice a girl in a Cirilla costume (the costume is pretty torn and doesn't look too impressive), I go up to her (it's Alix_Fights) and say, smiling mysteriously:

"Who is the better witcher, Michal Zebrowski or Henry Cavill? Think carefully, your future depends on this answer."

I'm defiled!

You defiled the Devil!!

I sit in a corner of the room, my emotions are all over the place. One part of me is sulking, the other part is thinking that I should visit Bangkok much more often, maybe rent a nice apartment and have a certain concubine join me. I silently mutter to myself:

"I wonder if Ali prefers black or red lingerie..hmm"

But then I ask myself a question which I probably should of asked myself some time ago:

"But wait why does Ali want a crusty old bottle?"

Now I don't know what's in the bottle, it's a liquid yes but that's all I know. However while I'm a devil I'm also a woman and my feminine side is telling me that if Ali wants it, I need to take it from her!  I stand up determined to take what is of course mine and promptly sit back down...my face goes redder. With this it becomes clear to all that everyone's favourite Devil clearly needs a cold shower rather badly, still sheepishly I ask Ali:

"Ali where did you learn <Oh My God this is so Super Censored> and how did you with your <Yikes I did not think the human body was this flexible - it's censored>  and your birth mark on <censored> why does it look an old man performing <OH I can't believe my eyes - Censored!>  with a pikachu?"

Your moment of glee has deserted you, now you fall to your knees in the corner. Like me your face is bright red and despite wearing a much more revealing outfit, it clearly appears that you too desperately need a cold shower as well. You cling the bottle of old Jinn tightly to your chest.

We exchange glances, then we blush. We try again and we blush even more.

*After much blushing later*

We finally can now at least look each other in the eyes, while there is still the matter of the bottle. I have one burning question:

"Ali when you're free...we should totally hit Bangkok together! After your performance it's my new favourite place ever. So Bangkok, you and me sometime - what you say?"

You open your lips to answer but a sudden blushing relapse catches us both off guard.

Quote from: Olga on October 29, 2025, 09:12:58 AM

Quote from: Alexandra X on October 29, 2025, 08:00:05 AM
I blink, stunned by the absurdity of it all. Here we are, two broken, bleeding women, trapped in each other's arms, and this fool finds the courage to laugh. To laugh at the utter senselessness of our situation, at the senseless, endless cycle of violence into which we have driven ourselves.
I suddenly feel an overwhelming urge to join in, throw my head back and laugh until I drop. But I resist, clenching my jaw, not wanting to give Neko the satisfaction. Instead, I peer into her face, searching for the slightest trace of deception or cunning.

"What are you playing, bitch?" I ask in a low, suspicious voice.
"Is this some kind of joke? Some kind of stupid game?"

I shake my head, a few strands of tangled hair falling into my face. My eyes narrow, flashing an accusatory gaze.

"I'm not falling for any of your tricks, you crazy bitch. I know you're just trying to catch me off guard, to weaken my defenses so you can strike when I can't see."

My grip tightens, squeezing Neko tighter.

You two are crazy psychopaths. I think Neko chose the wrong costume. Jinx from Arcane would have suited her much better.

This is Alexa supposed to be in a Jinx costume, she has no boobs at all  :P

 I grab Alexa by the hair and pull her face to mine.
Her eyes burn with fury and despair as I grab her hair and pull her close. Our cheeks touch, our breaths mingle, our hearts beat in a desperate, erratic rhythm. My fingers dig into the soft skin of Alexa's jaw, squeezing with a force that defies our fatigue.

"Stupid bitch," I hiss through clenched teeth, my voice a low, venomous croak. "Stupid fucking cxnt. You're just a piece of shit who got into my life. And you're not getting anything from me. Do you hear me, stupid whore? Nothing!"

Quote from: Olga on October 29, 2025, 09:22:52 AM
I notice a girl in a Cirilla costume (the costume is pretty torn and doesn't look too impressive), I go up to her (it's Alix_Fights) and say, smiling mysteriously:

"Who is the better witcher, Michal Zebrowski or Henry Cavill? Think carefully, your future depends on this answer."

I'm approached by a larger, Russian brunette, wearing a truly frightening costume, asking an indecipherable question, proposing an answer that will effect my future.  "What do you mean?" I say haltingly, not understanding.

Quote from: Alexandra X on October 29, 2025, 01:04:26 PM

Quote from: NekoKitsune on October 29, 2025, 12:50:57 PM
I grab Alexa by the hair and pull her face to mine.
Her eyes burn with fury and despair as I grab her hair and pull her close. Our cheeks touch, our breaths mingle, our hearts beat in a desperate, erratic rhythm. My fingers dig into the soft skin of Alexa's jaw, squeezing with a force that defies our fatigue.

"Stupid bitch," I hiss through clenched teeth, my voice a low, venomous croak. "Stupid fucking cxnt. You're just a piece of shit who got into my life. And you're not getting anything from me. Do you hear me, stupid whore? Nothing!"

My fingers dig into Neko's jaw, as if mirroring her grip, holding her in place. I look into Yana's eyes, seeing the madness and despair seething in their depths. A cruel smile twists my bloodied, split lips.

"Messed up in your life?" I laugh, a harsh, raspy laugh devoid of humor. "I didn't ruin your life, whore. I just showed you what you really are. A crazy, cruel bitch, just like me."

I lean closer until our noses touch, until my lips touch Neko's in a terrible parody of a kiss. "You and I are the same. Two sides of the same damn coin. And you'll never be free of me, no matter how much you try to deny it."
My voice drops to a low, piercing whisper, my gaze piercing Neko with feverish, almost religious fervor. "You can call me whatever you want, Yana. You can fight me, hate me, but you can't escape the truth. In the end, you will be mine. You will always be mine."

I emphasize my words by sharply biting Neko's lower lip, squeezing out a drop of blood that mingles with the sweat and dirt on their skin and trickles down. I stick out my tongue, licking the crimson drop, tasting its essence.

"Surrender, Yana," I whisper, my voice a seductive purr. "Give yourself to me. Embrace your true self. And maybe, just maybe, I'll show you the pleasure of surrender."

"No, bitch, you give in and then maybe you can get out of here," but that's just empty bravado, there's really nothing more we can do to each other.

I see marlu. proper against the wall, looks like. she is resting. 

I approach slowly,,,as hell for leather is close by,  with the right move I  can  knock off one, or both

and make the next step. to claiming the throne

Quote from: KateA - The Devil In Heels on October 29, 2025, 10:19:18 AM
I'm defiled!

You defiled the Devil!!

I sit in a corner of the room, my emotions are all over the place. One part of me is sulking, the other part is thinking that I should visit Bangkok much more often, maybe rent a nice apartment and have a certain concubine join me. I silently mutter to myself:

"I wonder if Ali prefers black or red lingerie..hmm"

But then I ask myself a question which I probably should of asked myself some time ago:

"But wait why does Ali want a crusty old bottle?"

Now I don't know what's in the bottle, it's a liquid yes but that's all I know. However while I'm a devil I'm also a woman and my feminine side is telling me that if Ali wants it, I need to take it from her!  I stand up determined to take what is of course mine and promptly sit back down...my face goes redder. With this it becomes clear to all that everyone's favourite Devil clearly needs a cold shower rather badly, still sheepishly I ask Ali:

"Ali where did you learn <Oh My God this is so Super Censored> and how did you with your <Yikes I did not think the human body was this flexible - it's censored>  and your birth mark on <censored> why does it look an old man performing <OH I can't believe my eyes - Censored!>  with a pikachu?"

Your moment of glee has deserted you, now you fall to your knees in the corner. Like me your face is bright red and despite wearing a much more revealing outfit, it clearly appears that you too desperately need a cold shower as well. You cling the bottle of old Jinn tightly to your chest.

We exchange glances, then we blush. We try again and we blush even more.

*After much blushing later*

We finally can now at least look each other in the eyes, while there is still the matter of the bottle. I have one burning question:

"Ali when you're free...we should totally hit Bangkok together! After your performance it's my new favourite place ever. So Bangkok, you and me sometime - what you say?"

You open your lips to answer but a sudden blushing relapse catches us both off guard.

As the new lovers make out and begin a new war a voice comes from the wall.

"Kate you bitch you are so cowardly that you ran all night rather than face me bitch... Disappointed.,.. Very disappointed...Don't worry coward you are safe I will find some one to fight who is worth my time..."

The lovers continue to kiss and ignore "The dark goddess" as unlike some she could find a way in,but instead of being a desperate whore looking for attention. She travels back through the passages and walks out behind a bar where she finds a big bitch looking at her. She just smiles and begins to mix a drink and then walks from behind the bar and begins walking away when she stops and looks at the big bitch and smiles.

" You are the bitch Kate though out yes?"


The girl nodded and was about to talk, but Bella could not believe her luck find the fun sucking whore. So while she more then likely said something, but Bella did not care and i would be rude for me to put words in another's persons mouth so I won't do that either. Instead I will tell you what happened next...

She smiled big and broadly her eyes turned dark as night and then she grabbed the woman by the throat and lifted her up with one hand and slammed her through the bar and  looked at her.

"Thank you child for ruining my fun as well as others. Learn from tonight and take this as a final statement"

With that "The Poison Goddess" left the woman in the wreckage of the bar. Walking towards the open pool area to drink in that lovely mood and ponder her poor choices was coming to the party one? You'd have to ask her and she is moody.

Quote from: Alexandra X on October 29, 2025, 01:41:48 PM
My eyes flash with a mixture of anger and weariness as Neko says these words, the bravado in her voice thin and strained. I know the bitch is right: we're both completely exhausted, drained of the strength to continue this pointless battle. The fire in our eyes flickers and fades, replaced by a tired, resigned acceptance.

"Give up?" I echo, a bitter laugh escaping my cracked lips. "You want me to give up? After all this? After everything we've been through?" I shake my head, a few loose strands of hair falling into my face. "I don't know if I can do this, Yana. I don't even know how."
My gaze glides over Neko's face, noting the bruises, cuts, traces of blood and tears. I see a reflection of my own exhaustion and despair, multiplied a thousandfold. The realization of our impasse, our inability to truly defeat each other, envelops us like a shroud.
"We're done for, aren't we?" I whisper, a hint of disbelief in my voice. "Both of us. We destroyed each other, and for what? Because of fucking pride? Because of some twisted notion of dominance?"
I gasp, Neko's grip on my hair loosens, her fingers leaving my chin. I take a step back, then another, increasing the distance between us. I look around the mansion, the filthy courtyard, the ground stained with blood, sweat, and tears, and feel a wave of disgust.

"Look at us," I say, my voice full of empty, hollow horror. "Look at the mess we've made. We didn't even get to the fucking party. And for what, Neko? What was the point of all this?"

My shoulders slump, the fight draining out of me like water from a sieve. I look at Neko, stare at her, and see the same emptiness in her eyes. The same dark, hopeless realization that we've reached the end of the road, and there's nowhere left to go.

"I can't do this anymore," I whisper, my voice breaking. "I can't keep fighting you, Neko. I can't hurt you and be hurt in return. It's over, can't you see?"

"It's not over yet," I say quietly, my chest heaving and tears streaming from my eyes. "Maybe we should take a break?" I look at Alexa with a glimmer of hope. "Maybe we can play to a draw today?"

Quote from: Alix_Fights on October 29, 2025, 01:07:44 PM

Quote from: Olga on October 29, 2025, 09:22:52 AM
I notice a girl in a Cirilla costume (the costume is pretty torn and doesn't look too impressive), I go up to her (it's Alix_Fights) and say, smiling mysteriously:

"Who is the better witcher, Michal Zebrowski or Henry Cavill? Think carefully, your future depends on this answer."

I'm approached by a larger, Russian brunette, wearing a truly frightening costume, asking an indecipherable question, proposing an answer that will effect my future.  "What do you mean?" I say haltingly, not understanding.

My eyes narrowed dangerously. "Wrong answer, dear."
And then a funny thought comes to my mind... I forcefully rip the remains of the blouse off the bewildered blonde.
"I always wanted to see what kind of bra Ciri wears," I happily told the dumbfounded Alix.

I sit in the corner blushing furiously.  I would like to stop blushing, so I try to channel my inner Spock again, but he'll have nothing to do with me.  I cling to the bottle of Old Jinn.  J-I-N-N.  I know that's a word for genie.  And I'm in the right outfit so I should have the genie.  My first wish would be that my nipples weren't trying to rip they're way free of my top.  I glance over at you and blush again.  "I wonder if Kate is wearing a latex thong?" I wonder.  I hear you asking all these questions and I try to form answers so I'll stop blushing worse than Akane after Ranma kissed her that one time.  "Oh uh...my mother's boyfriend's sister's second cousin had a friend who was a Buddihst priestess.  But her particular sect believes that you can reach Nirvana through great sexual deeds.  She showed me a few things on a school field trip. Oh the birthmark.  Oh well I was a plump baby so when I was little the birthmark was more like a sumo wrestler and a bull"  I look at you considering a trip to Bangcock with a certain little imp.  "I wouldn't mind one night in Bangkok,  If you're up to it after we finish our..discussion."  I smile to see your redness just glowing.  I'm rubbing the bottle of Old Jinn, but the only wish I can come up with is the wish I could rip that rubber dress off of you.  Which would come in handy as I know your wanting to get thsi bottle back because I want it.  And I want to deep it because you want it back. 

Quote from: Olga on October 29, 2025, 07:33:58 PM

Quote from: Alix_Fights on October 29, 2025, 01:07:44 PM

Quote from: Olga on October 29, 2025, 09:22:52 AM
I notice a girl in a Cirilla costume (the costume is pretty torn and doesn't look too impressive), I go up to her (it's Alix_Fights) and say, smiling mysteriously:

"Who is the better witcher, Michal Zebrowski or Henry Cavill? Think carefully, your future depends on this answer."

I'm approached by a larger, Russian brunette, wearing a truly frightening costume, asking an indecipherable question, proposing an answer that will effect my future.  "What do you mean?" I say haltingly, not understanding.

My eyes narrowed dangerously. "Wrong answer, dear."
And then a funny thought comes to my mind... I forcefully rip the remains of the blouse off the bewildered blonde.
"I always wanted to see what kind of bra Ciri wears," I happily told the dumbfounded Alix.

She reaches out, ripping the remnants of my top off, my top that was brutally shredded by the Voodoo Queen.  My eyes narrow, my modesty long gone, snarling as I square off against her.  I know how to defend myself against larger women, and that is to ATTACK, and attack RUTHLESSLY!  I lunge at her in a rage, my small fists swinging at her breasts, my feet kicking at her shuns and stomping on her feet.  This bitch obviously likes riddles, let's see if she can solve this one!

With me and Ali in a state of paralysis due to shall we say "unresolved tension" the blushing continues...but then suddenly it occurs to me. I'm a Devil, why am sat in the corner considering vacation plans with this concubine? Also what is in that bottle? If it's really good booze then I need to drink it, not my concubine friend. Either way as previously mentioned - I'm still a girl and honestly a rather bitchy one. If Ali possesses something, I want it! No I need to take it way for funzies. The question is how do I go about this?

However as I consider my options you tell me about your experience with the Buddhist priestess and we discuss the potential for a little sightseeing trip to Bangkok. I listen intently and nod along, eventually however I reply to you:

"Religious types are always the kinkiest and she definitely trained you well. You should really consider a career in hell as temptation demon? You get a great benefits package and the healthcare is superb".

The allure of good healthcare is something you struggle to resist. As you ponder a career change, my tail moves about unbeknownst to you. With your thoughts and mind distracted my tail swiftly coils around the bottle and yanks it away from you. With the Old Jinn back in my possession I quickly stuff the bottle back down the front of my dress, I stand up and smile at you:

"So Concubine...you ready for round two? You fucking bitch!" I snarl

Quote from: Alexandra X on October 30, 2025, 07:50:55 AM
I look at Neko, stare at her, absorbing the glimmer of hope shimmering in her tear-filled eyes. I feel a strange, alien feeling stirring in my chest—something uncertain, fragile, something I might call compassion. Or maybe just exhaustion, too tired to continue hating, too devastated to continue fighting.

"A draw?" I repeat, tasting the word. The concept is so foreign to me, so foreign after a lifetime of constant desire to win, to dominate, to conquer. And yet, the idea of ??stopping, of putting a stop to this endless war, has a certain appeal.
My gaze falls on Neko's heaving chest, the blood and dirt staining her skin. I see the cost of our battle, how it has broken and tormented us both. Part of me wants to reach out, offer some comfort, some solace. But my hand freezes, unable to bridge the chasm of hatred and mistrust that yawns between us.

"A truce," I finally say in a quiet, cautious whisper. "Just for today. Until we can... until we understand what's next."

I take a deep, ragged breath, preparing to speak. "I can't promise to stop fighting you, Yana. I don't know if I'm capable of that. But... but I can promise not to start anything new today. Just for today, we can have a break. A chance to heal, to think."

I extend my hand to Neko—a gesture of tentative calm, fragile trust. My fingers tremble slightly, as if expecting Yana to slap them, to reject this olive branch. But I hold it, waiting and hoping.

"Well, what do you say, Neko? Will you accept this truce? Will you give us both a chance to breathe, at least for a day? Before we... before we decide what happens next."

I shake the hand extended to me. My thoughts are confused. Suddenly I laugh. "Fuck, look at you, look at me, how can we possibly show ourselves in public like this?"

Alexa blinks in surprise as I take her hand and shake it—a hesitant but sincere gesture of agreement. A slow, disbelieving smile spreads across her face, cutting through the dirt and blood, revealing the woman hidden behind the mask of a deranged Harley Quinn.

I looked down at myself, then at Alexa, taking in our battered, blood-soaked bodies. The absurdity of our appearance hit me like a punch in the gut, and I doubled over, laughing until I was coughing, tears streaming down my face.

"Fuck, we look like we've been through a fucking war," I breathe out, bursting into laughter. "Fucking war zone. And there's no way we can show ourselves in public like this." "Fuck, I saw it."

I see the mouthie Bella, one who has. dared challenge me. in the past

walking up behind her. giving. a push.

I sit there thinking over what Kate just said.  A career in Hell?  I mean I'm likely going to end up there anyway, especially if I go to Bangkok with Kate.  I supress a giggle.  Bangkok is a funny name.  Health care?  Could use that after this discussion...Then I see it a beat to late. That rat like tail is wrapping around MY bottle ofOld Jinn.  I jump up shouting.  "So it prehensile like any other monkey's is that it?"  Then you pop it into your cleavage.  "oh you want round two bitch?  That bottle is in the least safe place it can be!!"  We rush into each other and I send my fingers right at your chest but yours are aimed at mine.  My silky top offers little protection as you dig into my girls, twisting..  I grab yours and encounter that damn rubber dress!  You are smirking at me..SMIRKING!  oh and wrecking my tits.  "CHEATER!!" I cry out.  "You grin.  "I'm a devil."  That's when the knee hits your kitty.  You mouth drops open and you cry out as your hands go to the cooter.."CHEATER!"  I grin.  "I'm in a harem!"  With cries of rage we attack each other, exchanging slaps.  My face is red on both side, my hair a mess my tits hurt.  I frustration I punch you right between your girls.  Something happens.  You seem to have slipped the bottle in there upside down.  The liquid pours out.  But there's so much for such a little bottle.  It drips down your shapely legs and soaks into your boots as well.  You look shocked.  "I'm  I'm wet."  you stutter.  "That's cause you're horny."  I giggle like a little girl...then I crash into you shoulder to chest and we hit the wall. 

With your bottle of old Jinn nesting between my nice firm tits, I'm feeling pretty evil about myself :) Meanwhile your anger gets the better of you and you lunge for me. Immediately I return the gesture and lunge for you. Our hands immediately attack each others tits and our nails get to work...however your silk offers little protection, meanwhile my black skintight leather is just perfect for these moments. So as the mauling really begins to heat up, I'm feeling confident about the result! I smirk as you call me "A cheater".

I grin and reply "I'm the Devil!"

Well that was until your knee crashes into my kitty. My face goes red, my knees begin to wobble and my hands desperately try to ease my pain. However despite this the fight continues and you slap my face, your slap stings but it also gives me much needed focus. I no longer cared about my pain, I only cared about your own. I slap you back and we exchange a flurry of stinging slaps and insults:

"Bitch", "Slut", "Whore", "Cxnt" we use them all!

However suddenly in your frustration you punch me between my girls and the crusty old cork in the bottle gets knocked off and the liquid soaks my dress and boots. I complain about being wet, but honestly I don't care...it's only booze. However you're not done and you throw your body into mine and we crash again the east wall of the secret room. As we hit the wall, we hear a "click" and then we hear the sound of very old clockwork gears going into motion, the wall opens up and a secret passage opens.

Now I know what people are going to say:

"Kate you said there were no secret passages?"

Yes this is true, but I'm the Devil...so sue me, I lie!

With an escape route open for us, I'm about to hit you when suddenly something feels weird. My dress no longer feels taut, my suede boots no longer cling so much to my legs. I scream:

"Concubine what the fuck have you done to my dress and boots you bitch!"

However my scream was for naught, as you've already legged it down the secret passage. I immediately head off down the passage myself and pursue you. As I run after you, you hear my voice echo in the passage:

"You task me. You task me and I shall have you! I'll chase you 'round the moons of Nibia and 'round the Antares Maelstrom and 'round Perdition's flames before I give you up - Bitch!"

I rush down the dark passageway looking for the place I was before..or just a way out.  I'm not running from that bitch Kate.  I'm just worried about what toys of Storms we find in there next.   I hear you ranting behind me and..it sounds familiar.  I shout back down the corridor.."Oh great, Im being chased by Ricardo Montalban in drag!  You really are two dimentional aren't you?"  Oh if she wants me I'm going to make her work for it.  I dash out into the darkness.  I look back to see the lights of the mansion flickering in the darkness...now where did I park?  I look around but I have no landmarks to guide me. But I hear hoofbeats..'Oh great here come Kahn again." 

I run the fastest 10 km of my life as I chase after Ali, I refuse to let her escape. The secret passage way is long and I eventually exit outside the mansion, it is pouring with rain and thunder and lightning fill the night sky. It is dark, pitch black! I can barely see Ali and if my pursuit did not start so soon, she surely would have eluded me in the dark. However as I indicated in the passage way my pursuit of Ali will not falter, it will not stop. I will catch her and our feud will end tonight.

Suddenly however a bolt of lightning strikes slaughter mansion and blows the main power board, with no working back up generators all the electrical power in the mansion is cut! The flickering lights of the mansion that I could see in the distance behind me are now gone. And with this mine and Ali's story is over, as we disappear into the darkness of the night.

Quote from: marlu Queen on October 28, 2025, 09:08:05 AM
I watch as Erin and Christina shove off... I gather they want to settle their differences in some haunted room in the mansion... The moment Niki gets up and heads for the bathroom... completely disheveled, I get up from the floor and head after her... hey, you witchy bitch... where do you think you're going? I stand next to you, and with a deliberate shove, I throw you against the wall and... surprise! A secret room opens and we rush in. Between its walls, I can make out the voices of Kate and another girl amidst the shoves and bangs... we both listen intently...

As I'm in the bathroom cleaning up myself from that green slimy liquid Marlu follows me and pushes me up against the wall.
Suddenly the wall opens up revealing a secret passage behind. We both listen and can hear chatter in the distance. Marlu comments that kate is one of the voices but can't make out the other.
After awhile I just sneak out and leave her there where I see my friend Christina sitting at the bar.
I go right over and give her a peck on her left cheek. You look a little bruised up but no worse than you were before.
I suggest there's a nice tavern about a mile from here. Why don't we go and crash it. This place is not for us.
We both agree and hold each other's hands as we make way towards the exit door.
As we are about to open all of a sudden the lights all go out.the mansion goes into total darkness.
Quickly I open the door and we go out. It's a stormy night as the sounds of thunder and the clatter of lightning light up the sky.
We can hear chaos back inside the mansion but we just keep going. Every witch for themselves now.

"Yeah, bitch, fuck me." I look into Alexa's eyes and laugh again, but this time it's not a crazy laugh, but a normal human laugh. "Just let's not do it here, let's go somewhere less dirty, less crowded, and where no one will stop us from fucking or fighting."

To survive in the jungle or in a mansion filled with fierce fighting foes, one must lurk in the shadows and let the others rip and tear each other to shreds ... then swoop in stealthily to attack when and where they're most vulnerable. Okay, I know that some might condemn this battle strategy as underhanded and maybe a bit cowardly. But it's most def a jungle out there and in here too! And it's kept this blonde Bali Jungle Girl fairly unscathed so far. My sharp talons have claimed a few victims from this house full of enemies old and new. I examine the wet dark crimson streaks of blood on my fingers. With an evil snarl I brush my bloody fingertips across my face and also on my heaving breasts under my tiger print bikini top ... war paint at its most primal! My hunger for violence grows ... I want more victims, I need more victims, I want more victims!

Alix's sudden attack takes me by surprise. I wasn't planning on fighting her, I was just interested in her bra.
But now I have to do something. For a second, I'm tempted to kick her in the groin and powerbomb her onto the table, but I decide against it, still feeling sorry for that sweet little table Erin broke.
Everything that's happening here has already caused considerable damage to the furniture.
I choose the moment when Alix gets carried away with her attack and ends up too close to me, I quickly close the distance and wrap little Alix in a bear hug. I hold Alix tightly, keeping both her arms pinned to her body.
"Give up, baby," I whisper, pressing my opponent tightly to my chest.

I think now is a good time to make my exit. I had a really good fight with Olga, nearly got beaten to a pulp by Christina until she got over confident. Tried to help Marlu in her battles with Niki and Christina, not that she needed my help. Got taken to a private room by Kate to recover and helped myself to more gin than i should have, so, all in all not a bad time. But now it's time to go skin a few more dalmations so i can make a new cloak.

I step carefully between battered and broken bodies. I see placement pictures of those that promised to take part in the poll but didn't and i tear them down and fling them on the muddy floor before grinding them into the dirt with my heel, they really think that was a good way to treat a poll, the participants and the members?

I get to the shattered remnants of the door and run my fingers along the destroyed wood, Christina did quite a job on that didn't she.

Finally i turn to face the room and at the risk of offending Nutmeg, which i have no wish to do. Speaking from my heart, i try to give of my best whenever i do something that is to be read by the membership or at least by those that wish to read it but one thing pisses me off, pisses me off like nothing else in this idiotic cyber world we so joyfully inhabit is those of you, and yes i am aware of a few of you who have multi ID's. You twist the votes, ruin the fun and generally make a farce of the whole thing. You know who you are, you know who you voted for, you are totally infantile and seriously, yo0u need to get a life. If that upsets you, tough, i don't care. You turn the whole idea of a poll into a farce.

Nuff said


Erin Lee...out!!

Quote from: lexibabe on October 29, 2025, 04:46:17 PM
I see marlu. proper against the wall, looks like. she is resting. 

I approach slowly,,,as hell for leather is close by,  with the right move I  can  knock off one, or both

and make the next step. to claiming the throne

Did you think that attack was going to get you off scot-free? I pounce on you, grabbing your hair from behind with both hands, trying to drag you across the darkened mansion floor. Only the moonlight and the flickering candlelight illuminate the chaos of the fights and the girls rushing about. Shouts and blows echo everywhere. I see Erin limping out of the house, battered from the fighting. I tried to help her, but I was attacked several times by different witches.
But now I'm focused on fighting that bitch Lexibabe

I'm not going to repeat the comments made by Erin, my words would only ruin perfection. Instead I'm going to concentrate on the good I saw in this poll fight.

To Alifightz

Speaking personally you almost single-handedly saved what started of as a "Meh" experience at best for me and turned it into a special memory. I can't wait for what comes next between us and like it or not, you've made a friend :) Thank you for gifting me so much of your attention  :-*

To Olga, NekoKitsune and Alexandra X,

I have a request... please take your considerable talent over to the message boards and create some more magic. Your posts were an absolute joy to read and I have loved doing so. I also need closure! Olga Vs Erin Lee, I need to read this fight. While I will be unashamedly team Erin, Olga definitely has the tools and the talent to beat my good friend. Actually now I think about it Olga / Nekokitsune Vs Erin Lee / Alexandra X would be a super fun read. Please think about it ;)

To my friend Bella,

Do you hear that? That is the sound of my mind short circuiting and that is all on you ;D Please don't ever get possessed again... I just can't take it :) Still come here... and prepare yourself! *Hugs the stuffing out of you and hopefully that dark goddess as well* Now don't we have a message board fight to finish?

To Alix_Fights I will be seeing you soon.

Xoxo
Kate

PS

Christina I finally worked out why I find you so annoying! You're like a bad drag act, you're like how I imagine BattleStud would be if he put on a tacky dress and had his make-up applied by a blind bricklayer lol.

Quote from: Olga on October 31, 2025, 08:49:00 AM
Alix's sudden attack takes me by surprise. I wasn't planning on fighting her, I was just interested in her bra.
But now I have to do something. For a second, I'm tempted to kick her in the groin and powerbomb her onto the table, but I decide against it, still feeling sorry for that sweet little table Erin broke.
Everything that's happening here has already caused considerable damage to the furniture.
I choose the moment when Alix gets carried away with her attack and ends up too close to me, I quickly close the distance and wrap little Alix in a bear hug. I hold Alix tightly, keeping both her arms pinned to her body.
"Give up, baby," I whisper, pressing my opponent tightly to my chest.

Olga's remarkable statement, 'I wasn't planning on fighting her', is a slap in the face to the violent environment we find ourselves in.  Did she really think I was going to stand there when she threatened my future?  She recovers quickly though, coming at me and wrapping me up in a tight bear hug, using her size and strength to her advantage.  My arms are pinned tightly to my body, and I feel her body crushing into mine.  I use the only weapons of recourse I have: my nails.  I rip and tear at her outfit, baring her sides and hips, and use my nails to claw and scratch at the firm flesh. "I'm not done yet, bitch baby", I snarl as I take my nails across her hips.

As the poll has now closed, congratulations Niki :)

And Stormbolt thanks for organising this years event, as for next year's...I have a suggestion for you, which I shall drop to you in a DM.

Xoxo
Kate x

Quote from: Niki on October 31, 2025, 03:32:07 AM

Quote from: marlu Queen on October 28, 2025, 09:08:05 AM
I watch as Erin and Christina shove off... I gather they want to settle their differences in some haunted room in the mansion... The moment Niki gets up and heads for the bathroom... completely disheveled, I get up from the floor and head after her... hey, you witchy bitch... where do you think you're going? I stand next to you, and with a deliberate shove, I throw you against the wall and... surprise! A secret room opens and we rush in. Between its walls, I can make out the voices of Kate and another girl amidst the shoves and bangs... we both listen intently...

As I'm in the bathroom cleaning up myself from that green slimy liquid Marlu follows me and pushes me up against the wall.
Suddenly the wall opens up revealing a secret passage behind. We both listen and can hear chatter in the distance. Marlu comments that kate is one of the voices but can't make out the other.


After awhile I just sneak out and leave her there where I see my friend Christina sitting at the bar.
I go right over and give her a peck on her left cheek. You look a little bruised up but no worse than you were before.
I suggest there's a nice tavern about a mile from here. Why don't we go and crash it. This place is not for us.
We both agree and hold each other's hands as we make way towards the exit door.
As we are about to open all of a sudden the lights all go out.the mansion goes into total darkness.
Quickly I open the door and we go out. It's a stormy night as the sounds of thunder and the clatter of lightning light up the sky.
We can hear chaos back inside the mansion but we just keep going. Every witch for themselves now.

I give Niki gentle peck back. I take up Niki's invite to the tavern. The sounds of thunder and chaos drops as we get further from the mansion.

Congratulations to Niki, a clear, decisive and well deserved victory.

Kisses

Chrissy

Congratulations to Niki on her victory... and thanks to Storm for organizing the mansion and to all the girls who participated with their comments and fights.

Congratulations on your win Niki

Quote from: Alix_Fights on October 31, 2025, 12:29:11 PM

Quote from: Olga on October 31, 2025, 08:49:00 AM
Alix's sudden attack takes me by surprise. I wasn't planning on fighting her, I was just interested in her bra.
But now I have to do something. For a second, I'm tempted to kick her in the groin and powerbomb her onto the table, but I decide against it, still feeling sorry for that sweet little table Erin broke.
Everything that's happening here has already caused considerable damage to the furniture.
I choose the moment when Alix gets carried away with her attack and ends up too close to me, I quickly close the distance and wrap little Alix in a bear hug. I hold Alix tightly, keeping both her arms pinned to her body.
"Give up, baby," I whisper, pressing my opponent tightly to my chest.

Olga's remarkable statement, 'I wasn't planning on fighting her', is a slap in the face to the violent environment we find ourselves in.  Did she really think I was going to stand there when she threatened my future?  She recovers quickly though, coming at me and wrapping me up in a tight bear hug, using her size and strength to her advantage.  My arms are pinned tightly to my body, and I feel her body crushing into mine.  I use the only weapons of recourse I have: my nails.  I rip and tear at her outfit, baring her sides and hips, and use my nails to claw and scratch at the firm flesh. "I'm not done yet, bitch baby", I snarl as I take my nails across her hips.

I release Alix and gently tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"The party's over, but maybe next time we can continue."

I straighten my suit and slowly walk towards the exit.

Quote from: lexibabe on October 30, 2025, 08:49:56 PM
I see the mouthie Bella, one who has. dared challenge me. in the past

walking up behind her. giving. a push.

As all manner of Hell happens all around her " The poison goddess " is pleased, or as pleased that an icon of pain suffering and chaos can be, and gives back control to her host. This is when Lexi shoves her,and Bella stumbles forward and spins around and sees Lexibabe behind her, and kisses her deep and hard. This of course surprises the "Tramp leader" who shoved her off. Bella lets her go and as she falls she looks around and wonders what the hell happened here and where is she? Deciding that Lexi was her best way to find out and picks her up and carries her out with her into the night.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN ,TO EVERYONE

ahd thank you to all who voted for me and their comments

WOW, what a Halloween Brawl that was!  Thanks to all who voted for me, and what great comments from all the costumed brawlers and fans (well, almost all of the fans  ;) ).  Epic fights ladies, to all of you who actually participated, and congrats to Niki, and thanks to Storm for organizing the mansion.  Alix

First thanks to the ladies that dealt with " The poison goddess" she can be a bit of a bitch. I can say that because she is sleeping and no punishment can happen if she doesn't know right?

Thanks to stormy and "the fans" those who voted for me and those who didn't While Belladonna would call you rude fools who should be greatful that she deemed you children worthy of spending time in her presence, and you who watched the lucky few blessed or something like that I don't know she tends to drone on like that.

For those that care I'm in message board fights and contact info in my profile thank you again and congrats Niki