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So we are all in for a major treat! As my title defense fight concluded with Emelia  some tempers and emotions spilled over. Mishi had been poking and taunting Megan the entire evening and my wife finally had enough and violently yanked Mishi one of her biggest rivals into the Prestige Pink Pit...(See Below)  Now they are gonna go at it!!!

As you can see they are built to be rivals. They are both tiny, tight, fierce and smoking hot! Both almost identical in size standing a colossal 5'2 and 105 lbs!!!

Voting will be locked for the first few days while they establish their cyber strategies and skills.

So pick a tiny terror! Cheer, Be loud, Comment and have fun!

This is how it started!

MEGAN:
Anger has turned to rage and it fills my entire body as you shove me and then start degradingly drag Bridgette behind you. I stand there and close my eyes. Seeing Bridge being treated this way, Em being Em, that pathetic bitch Rachel and her mouth flapping at me and Mish and her comments. My whole body trembles with rage and there is no holding it back. I open my eyes "ENOUGH" I scream as I whirl around and punch Rachel in the face knocking her on her ass 'HOW DOES THAT FEEL BITCH?' I turn and start walking to the pit door 'OH I AM ON MY WAY EM YOU WHORE'. I get to the pit door and open it 'But first!' I turn and slap Mish hard across the face and grab her hair and back peddle pulling her in to the pit and sling her down. Kicking my heels off and putting my hair in a ponytail I look at Mish 'RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW

Holy Shit!! It is on!! This fight HAD to happen!!

   Your fingernails scrape my scalp as you grab a handful of my beautiful chestnut hair.  Although I had provoked you, I still wasn't prepared for the turn from verbal to physical.  Your palm cracks into my cheek, snapping my head to the side,  and I wince as you twist my hair and drag me behind you, subtly kicking off your shoes as you hurl me through the door.  I run/stagger a few steps, my scalp seething, and then stop, turning quickly to face you.The hate that I have had for you for years rushing to the front of my brain all at once, fueling a wave of adrenaline, feeling my heart surge and my fingers curl.

   "You and your wife will  need adjoining hospital rooms, slut," I hiss, evidently having the same thought as you, for as you start to tie your hair back and slip the strap of your whore-dress down over your shoulder, I'm already peeling off my tank top and kicking off my white low-top Chucks.  Fast, really fast—-this isn't a strip-tease, and I have no desire to put on a show or win over fans.  All I want to do is hurt you, hit you, and humiliate you, not necessarily in that order.  My denim cut-offs go flying to the side, and in less than a minute, I am in my leopard-print bra and thong.  My 5'2" 99-lb body is tight and toned, and although I am not boasting a whole lot (any) of rippling muscle, I know I'm fast and I'm tough.  My toes curl into the mats underfoot as my fists open and close, eyes narrowed, ready to finally tear into you.

Mish means business. This is so hot.

Kick the little brats ass Mishy!

Mish has this

Stripping off my dress and standing there in my black bra and thong staring at you. Normally I would feel a hint of nervousness but right now all I feel is rage and the need to unleash every single ounce of it on you. The desire to hurt you is almost overwhelming. Fighting someone bigger usually offers a couple of advantages...my quickness and their overconfidence in their size. Neither of those exist here. This will be won on sheer will and (my teeth clinch hard) I will not stop until you are a beaten, crying mess at my feet begging for forgiveness.

Then, you open your stupid mouth and mention my wife. An explosion goes off inside me and I feel absolutely crazed as my left hand shoots to your head grabbing a fistful of your chestnut hair and I start yanking your head from side to side and downward. I ball up my right hand in to a fist and slam it in to the side of your face as hard as I can. My right hand then joins my left in your hair as I shake your head violently 'BITCH!!!!'

Ahhhhh shit Oh yeah! I It's unique to see two women this small scrap but damn they are hot! Awesome start!

I am a big fan of Bridgette and have always been fascinated with Bridgette and Megan as well as a few other girl couples here. I have seen Bridgette fight a bunch of times but never Megan. From what it looks like Megan has someone her size and is gonna kick some ass. Get her Megan!

Hope Megan wins and gets some revenge. Would be so sad to see her AND her woman lose on the same day. That would be such an embarrassment.

Quote from: ProudAsianMom on May 07, 2020, 09:46:50 PM
Hope Megan wins and gets some revenge. Would be so sad to see her AND her woman lose on the same day. That would be such an embarrassment.

I don't think there is much on this earth that I would agree with twat like you on but I certainly agree here. That would be embarrassing and a rough night. Her partner got her ass beat. I think that fuels her and she matches up well with this girl. She gets the win for both of them

i'm ready to challenge the winner!

It looks like this will be a great fight. How are we to vote? I do not see an option to vote.

   Push...push...push... I keep pushing your buttons—-starting during the last fight, and now we're off and running. Wanting to get under your skin.  Make your rage match mine.  I've carried mine for years, waiting for the day I could pay you back. Now, I want you to ache emotionally as well as physically.

   My musings are dashed as you erupt—-guess I pushed the right button!  Your left hand darts out as you step toward me, once again grabbing a handful of my hair, whipping my head back and forth and then you push my head down.  It's a set-up, I know, and I can barely think straight with my brain rattling around in my skull as you jerk my head from side to side and then down.  My hands come up to my head, my right grabbing your left wrist, trying to hold it still, my left hand starting to cross over to help, just as your fist slams into it.  You smack my own hand into the side of my head with tremendous force—-I think had my hand not been there, your fist may have KO'd me on the spot!  As it is, my temple and cheek throb, and I'm still bent over by your grip on my hair.  I need a moment—-just a moment—-so I drop to my butt, which I'm hoping pulls you over a bit, bent at the waist, and then, leaning back, I rocket both of my feet up, hoping to slam a double-footed kick up and into your abs, leading with my hard little heels. 

Quote from: hotnancy1969 on May 08, 2020, 01:28:42 AM
It looks like this will be a great fight. How are we to vote? I do not see an option to vote.

Voting will open in a couple of days :)

Everything is happening so fast and after taking a brutal barrage of Emilias hard fists to my face I am in a bit of a fog...I see Megan putting the belt around Emilias waist...I can tell Megan is filled with rage as well as myself but there is nothing I can do about it...Just then my head is violently yanked by Emelia and I am being dragged by the hair to the door of the pit...That's when I hear the crowd and then see them jump to their feet...WTF is going on? Emilia yanks me out and I am thrown in a plush seat in the front row... That's when I see Megan dragging Mishi into the pit!!! OMG!!! I am frozen and just then a handsome gentleman hands me a blanket as well as an Ice pack for the swelling of my face...I start to come to and nervously watch my incredible little wife unleashed in the pit!   

Lil Mishy ROCKS Megan!  She was wanting this fight too much to not be prepared. That and the fact she wanted it tonight right after Megan watched Emilia take Bridgette's title.  On the verge of losing her temper,  Emilia gives another nudge by making Megan put the belt on her waist standing atop Bridgette. The next voice she hears is Mishy. Mission accomplished for lilMishy  as she has gotten Megan to fight with a divided mind. The fact the two are so similar in size. Both have skills. Both have fans watching. The smallest of mistakes matters. It's not all  coincidence. LilMishy came with a fight planned Megan did not.  LilMishy has a plan and I for one think it's going to give her the win. It could be enough of advantage to be in control for the majority of their fight. Wrong or right with my prediction I do know one things for sure.  They will look good doing  it. Damn good!

They might be little but they match up damn near perfect. This couldbe really good. They call her Lil Mishy Rocks for a reason. She is gonna work her little rival over bigtime by the time this is over.

I release my right hand from your hair to punch you again as my left hand still has a grip on your hair. Your comments from Bridge's fight keep playing in my head stoking the fire within more and more. Suddenly you drop down and I feel a huge thud in my stomach causing me to scream out,  release your hair and back up a couple of steps slightly bent over and holding my stomach but keeping my eyes on you as I work through the pain for just a bit. Wincing in pain I realize I need to be smarter and not fight in just a blind rage. Fighting through the pain I step forward still rubbing my stomach and deliver a kick to your side as hard as I can. I have been pushed and pushed by this bitch and now I want to punish every inch of her body! I just feel...pure hatred. I can see Bridge out of the corner of my eye. She has never seen me like this and probably thinks I have lost my mind. But this IS me when I have been pushed too far.  Circling you 'GET UP BITCH! THIS LAPDOG IS GOING TO MAKE THIS A LONG PAINFUL NIGHTMARE FOR YOU!'

I'm loving everything about this match up, even down to the outfits each girl chose to wear during the fight.  I can't wait to see who wins, and how she humiliates her rival!

   Laying on the mats on my back, my hair in your hand, the side of my face throbbing from your blistering punch, I almost see two of you bending over, being drawn down slightly when I dropped.  I pick the uglier of the two and fire my feet up, slamming my hard lil heels into your core.  Instantly, you release my hair, crying out, and back-step, cradling your stomach.  I'm happy with the solid kick, but worried too—-that should have winded you, and the fact that it didn't means you've done some serious ab work.  Well, doesn't THAT just suck?!

   Still, I smirk as I see you in pain, and assess you as you slowly approach, circling.  I'm not just gonna' take a nap waiting for you to come at me, so I watch you, knowing that if I start to get up, you'll attack, and I'll be off balance.  Better to let the fly approach the spider.... and you do, circling and then as you get in range, your leg tenses and then fires at my side.  I know I have to eat this, but hopefully not the way you want me to.  The top of your foot wallops my side, right below my ribs, and it's all I can do not to groan—-but in a minute there'll be a nice bruise growing there.  Bitch!!  But instead of rolling away from you, I roll toward you as you bring your leg back, reaching up, trying to snare your ankle with my hands and then quickly get to my knees, lifting your foot, hoping to knock you backwards down onto that tight little ass with your foot trapped in my hands. 

Go Megan you have my vote

Nice move Mish! Get on top of her!

One of Megan's greatest weapons ...

Ladies underestimate her ... Until she POUNCES like a tigress  or Tigger!

Voting for Megan .... With respect to Mishi.

Gulp...Can you say "Two Little Show Stealers"... :o


Nice work baby...Stay focused! No mistakes baby! Luv you!

As sudden as a hiccup you grab my ankle causing me to lose my balance and I fall back hard on my ass and my head jerks back hitting the mat. I wince in pain from my head hitting the mat which has left me a little dazed. I grab the back of my head 'Fuck' I say with a moan. I am so mad at myself 'Dammit Megan! What happened to fighting smarter? You left yourself open again by not thinking and letting rage rule you.' I think to myself. Then I realize this whole stupid monologue with myself has caused me to momentarily lose focus and given you extra time to recuperate. What felt like a long time was only seconds but it was enough for you. You on your knees holding my foot and me flat on my ass is not where I need to be. I push against your shoulder with my free foot trying to get you to release my foot. 'I will not quit until I destroy this bitch' I think but I have to get out of this position. Pushing against you 'LET GO OF MY FOOT YOU BITCH!'

   My right hand squeezes your left ankle as I get to my knees, lifting your leg with me.  I give it a sharp twist outward, just to feel your body jolt, locking eyes with you, smirking.  Your right leg extends, your smooth sole pressing against my bare left shoulder.  I fear a kick, but the drop to your back and head may have scrambled you a bit, and instead you try and push me back with your foot—-your calf flexed.  Even sans kick, I can feel the power in those smooth, sexy legs, and make a mental note that they're as dangerous, or more, than your arms and hands.  Keeping my smirk fixed, my left hand grips your right ankle and slides your foot off my shoulder as I push myself up to my feet, standing over you, your ankles in my grips.

   I can feel the bruise on my side now from your kick, and my head still throbs from the hair pulls and punch.  You've taken it to me pretty good so far.  "My turn now, slut..." I hiss, just loud enough for you to hear as I shuffle forward—-each little step raising your feet a tad higher, until the tips of my toes are brushing against your butt cheeks.  Making sure our eyes are still locked, I slowly spread my arms out to the side, which of course spreads your legs.  "I'm sure you're used to spreading them, huh?" I taunt, and then I lightly lift and press my right foot on your sex—-not a kick or a stomp, just placing it there, my toes curling, almost kneading the micro-thin fabric of the thong that covers it.  Slowly, I start to rub my sole up and down against your kitty—-long, slow strokes, never breaking eye contact with you.  "I'll break you every way I can, bitch..." I whisper, stroking one more time, and then taking a step back, your ankles still in my grips, I snap a sharp, hard kick forward, hoping to crack my foot into the smooth, tight underside of your left thigh.

My back flat on the mat floor, arms out wide with the palms of my hands pressed down on the mat. My eyes locked on yours as you take both of my ankles in your hands. I keep trying to kick them free from your grasp but as you stand it lifts my legs and feet higher giving you all the leverage but it does not keep me from trying to kick my legs free. I try twisting my body but with my legs up in the air I cannot get turned. I stop and look at you as you stare down at me whatever is about to happen is not going to be good for me. Then you spread my legs wide and taunt me.  Frustration and yes...fear..have crept in and mixed in with my rage as I find myself in a really bad position with no answer. i ready myself for what I am sure will be your foot stomping down hard between my legs. I break my eye contact with you and look over to Bridgette who I know must be beside herself with worry. I see your foot lift out of the corner of my eye but I don't feel the inevitable stomp but instead the sole of your foot rubbing my kitty. I look back up at you with a confused look as you tell me you are going break me in every way and it is at that moment I know this will be more than just a fight but I have to get out of this position somehow if I am going to win. Shockingly, In the middle of this fight I now find myself aroused as your foot massages my kitty. Biting my lower lip and closing my eyes a soft moan escapes my mouth which startles me as I open my eyes again to look back over at Bridgette. Then you remove your foot and I can hear the voice in my head screaming 'For fucks sake Megan DO SOMETHING!' Then WHACK I feel you kick the underside of my thigh and the pain makes scream out 'FUCK!' The pain is seering in my leg as I reach up to grab it. I start twisting my body and try to back myself away on my hands and elbows. Rage is back...'BITCH, I AM GOING TO DISMANTLE YOUR BODY, HEART AND SOUL!!!!'

   As I slowly stroke your barely-covered kitty with my smooth sole, my smirk briefly becomes a smile as I hear you moan—-a tiny one, simply riding on an exhaled breath—-but I know I've arrived—-firmly setting up camp in your fairly-empty head.  It's at that moment I stop, feeling the bottom of my foot now just the tiniest bit damp, and then fire off a hard kick into your tight under-thigh.  Your scream of pain broadens my smile, and you start to twist and writhe in my hold, pulling back.  You're wild, and I'm having a hard time keeping hold of you, until finally I release your ankles and let you back off, satisfied that I have done at least little damage—-but I still don't think we're even yet—-my head and side till sore from your attacks.  "Get up, lap dog—-if you can." 

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YES, I finally break free. I get to my feet rubbing the back of my leg. I reach down between my legs and feel the dampness on my thong and it pisses me off. A wicked smile crosses my face as I glare at you 'So that is how it is going to be. Well two can play that game and it is a game I play well' I think to myself. Stepping forward with renewed determination I slam my fist in to your left tit as my left hand yanks on your bra until it comes off in my hand. 'Well aren't you precious' I say with a sneer as I fling your top over to Bridgette.

   I take a step back, allowing you to get up—-I know, at least I think, you'll be a little hobbled from the kick.  Your hand drops between your legs, and I see you scowl, but then smile.  I have a really glib taunt on the tip of my tongue, but I don't get it out before you're stepping forward quickly and jabbing your fist into my chest.  I don't even get my arms up you're so fast, and you keep your hand there for a moment, fingers closing on the fabric of my b-cup, and then in one harsh jerk, you rip my top off!  I'm a little flustered, now in the pit topless, my 32B's pert and firm, my 5'2" body now covered with a light sheen of sweat, donned in only my tiny thong.  You fling the top over toward Bridgette, and almost before the garment flies from your hand, I charge!  Arms up, I try to slam my right forearm into your throat as my left hand presses into your right shoulder, trying to bully your same-sized body back into the wall! 

Go Megan go!!!

I can see I got in your head a little bit from the look on your face standing in front of everyone topless. I get a little cocky flinging the top over to Bridgette and soon realize it was a mistake to take my eyes off of you for the briefest of moments. You charge me and as you slam in to me it knocks me a little off balance allowing you to push me against the wall. We are face to face glaring with hate in each others eyes and spit slightly spewing between gritted teeth from heavy breathing. Your arm on my throat and your hand on my shoulder holding me in place I reach down with both hands and latch on to both of your exposed nipples with my thumb and finger and start squeezing and twisting them hard. I give you a wicked smile as I try to rip them off your body.

   Your sexy body slams into the padded wall, and my momentum forces my body into yours briefly, our chests colliding, cheeks brushing.  I press my boney forearm into your throat, pushing your shoulder back against the wall, pinning your body as I try and choke the crap out of you.  Both of us silent now, heavy breathing and grunts permeating the air.  Rather than grab my forearm, both of your hands drop, and SHIT! I cry out as your fingers grab my nipples, squeezing and twisting them violently.  "Let go you slut!" I hiss, trying to back up, but you have me as "pinned" as I have you.  My eyes start to water as you twist and pull and pinch, grinning sadistically at me, and as hard as I press into your neck, I think I'll need to break the hold before you do.  DesperateIy I defy logic and step into you—-our chests only centimeters apart, and then try to rocket my knee up from below, hoping I can impale my kneecap in those hard abs of yours and break this hold—-oh and maybe wind you while I'm at it! 

Your arm on my throat has my eyes watering and my breathing labored but I would rather black out than relent. Your screams make me smile even with your arm pressing against my throat. I feel you try to back away just a bit 'Oh hell no!' I say in my head as I yank on your nipples as hard as I can. At this moment there is nothing I want more in this world than to cause you damage and pain. I have not had a lot of fights and I am certainly no world beater like some of the larger girls here but I am oddly finding I am kind of enjoying the pain. You suddenly move forward which surprises me. I feel your knee collide with my stomach and it cause my fingers to release your nipples as air leaves my lungs. As I cough and sputter trying to get my breath back I place the heel oh my hand on your chin and start pushing your head back as far as it will go.

Well I don't even know what to say other than this might be the most tantalizing event that I have seen during my time here! My goodness these little women are unbelievable!

   My knee roars up from below, drilling into those hard abs of yours.  This time, maybe I did some damage, as my bangs are blown to side by the explosion of air from your lips.  Your fingers instantly release, and relief floods through my chest as the fire in my breasts dies down, at least little.  I keep you pinned to the wall with the choke and by the shoulder, knowing it would help you regain your breath faster if you were allowed to fold over—-so I make sure you don't.  "You're so overmatched, slut.  Big mistake to drag me in here tonight..." I hiss, just as your hand shoots out, its heel jamming under my chin and pushing my head back hard, straining my neck.  "Letttttt.......gooooo..." I gurgle, again starting to understand that toe-to-toe, you're stronger, and this is not how I'll win.  So I abandon my holds, dropping both of my hands and gripping your biceps hard, squeezing until the tips of my fingers start to turn white, and then I place my foot against your sore abs, dropping back—-in the direction that you're pushing my neck and head, falling back to my ass and  back, hoping I can bring you down and with my foot in your stomach, flip you over my head onto your back and keep you winded. 

I start to come to my seneses and some of the foggyness lifts from my head from being nearly KO' d by Emelia... Still in disbelief as I see my little wife and Mishi just going at it like crazed little wild cats.  Adrenaline shoots through my body with so many other emotions watching Megan at war with her perfectly sized rival. Lightly yelling Come on baby!!! You got this! As I hold the ice pack to my face. I wince as at each shot Mish lands.

Quote from: The Top Mommy on May 07, 2020, 10:21:11 PM

Quote from: ProudAsianMom on May 07, 2020, 09:46:50 PM
Hope Megan wins and gets some revenge. Would be so sad to see her AND her woman lose on the same day. That would be such an embarrassment.

I don't think there is much on this earth that I would agree with twat like you on but I certainly agree here. That would be embarrassing and a rough night. Her partner got her ass beat. I think that fuels her and she matches up well with this girl. She gets the win for both of them

I agree with The Top Mommy on two points:

1. Megan will win
2. Proud Asian Mom is a twat

Megan you have my Vote

Sneering as I push your head back till I think it might just pop off your shoulders. Suddenly you stop holding your arm against my throat and my lungs fill back up fully with one big gasp. Your hands grab my biceps and you suddenly drop down planting your foot in my stomach sending me flipping and flying over you. I land with a thud on my ass and lower back. Pain shoots through my back 'damn sneaky bitch' I think as I wince from the impact. My hands are above my head on the mat and I can feel your hair under my right hand. I hurriedly move both hands till I find that long chestnut mane and I get two big handfuls of it and yank hard. This buys me a little time to shake off the impact of that flip or as much as I can anyway. The name of this game is to keep fighting. I roll to my stomach and I let go of your hair with my right hand and grab your chin and pull your head back by your chin and hair. Looking in to your eyes upside down 'Figured it out yet?' I can tell by your eyes you don't know what I am talking about 'That I will not stop until your will and body are broken' I say with a sneer. I run my tongue from your jaw line and up your cheek. I let go of your chin and slam my fist in to your right tit. 'Don't quit on me bitch! I want to torture you!'

   We both drop to the mats—-me with a bit more of a controlled fall, really just rolling backwards onto my back.  Your body, however, becomes airborne for a moment, flipping over mine and landing with a crash onto your back.  I'm expecting daze, stupor, paralysis?  OK, maybe not paralysis.  But before I can even sit up, your arms are stretching over your head, those greedy fingers tangling in my beautiful hair.  You give it a mighty pull, and my face scrunches up in pain as my hands fly above my head to pry yours away—-but you release one hand quickly.  I start to paw at the hand still tangled in my hair, but am actually startled as your face appears right above mine, glaring down at me, upside down.  Your hand grabs my chin and yanks my head back by the chin and hair, and you ask, "Figured it out yet?"  Truly, I have no idea what you're talking about, and my face must show it, so you explain with a sneer, and then lower your head, licking my face from chin to cheek—-just to show your current advantage.  "Gross..." I hiss, "Did you have tuna for lunch, or dog food?"  But you seem not to enjoy my humor, as your fist slams down on my chest, pancaking my right breast!  "Ohhhhhh..." I moan, trying to roll, but unable to do as you still have my head pinned to the mat.   I cover my chest with my left arm, my right hand trying to pry your fingers off my chin. 

Quote from: ##catfightWATCHA413 on May 10, 2020, 01:53:05 AM
WTF  THIS FUCKING FIGHT IS INSANE!

Hell yeah it is! I just read through it and  I wasn't expecting this. They are little but damn they are getting after each other!

Smiling as my fist slams in to your tit and see you in obvious discomfort as you cover your tits and try to pry my hand from your chin. I pull myself up to my knees making sure I use your hair and chin roughly in doing so 'every little bit of pain adds up' I think with a slight chuckle in my head. I release your hair and chin and quickly scoot forward until my ass is just above your face and then I drop it down hard 'remember my kitty and how you made it damp? Now you can get up close and personal with your handy work' . I start grinding my ass and kitty all over your face to humiliate you the way you did me earlier 'Oh, I know you wanna start licking down there but that will be for later when you are broken and are begging to service me!'. Looking down at your exposed stomach 'BUT first, since you have so enjoyed going after my stomach I think it is only polite that I return the favor' slamming my fist down hard in to your stomach and then holding it there twisting and grinding my fist as hard as I can in to your abs. My ass on your face and my fist grinding in to your abs 'oh yeah, that whole having trouble breathing thing...isn't a hoot Mishy?'

   I try and pry your fingers from my chin, but you press down on my head as you lift yourself to your knees, then finally release my hair and chin.  I press my palms to the mats, ready to push myself up and beat the snot out of you, when you quickly scoot forward, dropping that tight lil ass right on my face, pushing my head back down.  SHIT!  You masterfully cover my face, and I squirm under you, hearing words coming from you but they're muffled down here.  You start to grind on me, and I can feel my entire face get hot—-both from suffocation and humiliation.  Not even waiting for the fight to end!  What a slut!! My hands come up to grab your hips in an attempt to throw you off me, when UUUNGH!  you drill your fist into my tummy, and then keep it there, grinding your knuckles into my abs.  My legs kick up and then drop, searing pain shooting through my abdomen!  I cry out, which just wastes more air, as I start to panic, suddenly being throttled by this classless slut. 

   You haven't grabbed my hands, which is good, but if I move them to attack, there's no way you won't try to latch onto my wrists.  So in desperation, I try to divert you—-my left hand stretching over my head, as you continue to grind on my face, and I curl my fingers around the waistband of your thong and then jerk it upwards hard, trying to bury it as far up your butt as I can.  This exposes more of your bare ass to my face—-an unpleasant consequence, but hopefully draws your attention to the rear, as my right hand shoots up to your chest, trying to latch onto your top and twist it, then trying to drag you down by it towards my legs—-ultimately wanting to snap my thighs around your scrawny neck and roll to the side to get you off my face!

Adrenaline continuing to jolt through my body...So many emotions running through my head but this is by far much harder and nerve wracking to watch my wife fight another tiny warrior then any time I have ever fought! I bite my lip and smirk as Megan yanks on Mish chin and then slides ontop so proud of how she is fighting...Watching closely and with my experience I can see some danger... Not yelling but talking out loud... Watch her legs! Watch her legs! Watch her legs baby! As I nervously rock in my plush theatre seating chair!

The first days I have only read the comments from the spectators until I now started to read Mish and Megans' postings.

This fight really has it all, an exciting athmosphere, two evenly matched fighters with what seems like a long lasting rivalry and incredible writting skills. While reading you can literally feel how much dedication they put into each posting! It is a shame that one of them has to lose but will be a hot thing.

Both their tiny bodies look so fragile and vulnerable the last thing they are made for is to fight, but still they do and it's very hot to watch.

As for my vote, it's a disaster, I give you a short insight of my thinking. First I was like "You like Bridgette so vote for Megan.", but it would not be fair to vote like this so I told to me "Compare their bodies", that lead to "Ok, you have to vote for Mish as she is very hot due to having fantastic curves on her tiny body". Again I was not convinced about my decision so I started to read their postings neutral and as they are equally good now I'm not able to give a vote at this point...

Quote from: LilMishyRocks on May 10, 2020, 06:36:19 PM
   I try and pry your fingers from my chin, but you press down on my head as you lift yourself to your knees, then finally release my hair and chin.  I press my palms to the mats, ready to push myself up and beat the snot out of you, when you quickly scoot forward, dropping that tight lil ass right on my face, pushing my head back down.  SHIT!  You masterfully cover my face, and I squirm under you, hearing words coming from you but they're muffled down here.  You start to grind on me, and I can feel my entire face get hot—-both from suffocation and humiliation.  Not even waiting for the fight to end!  What a slut!! My hands come up to grab your hips in an attempt to throw you off me, when UUUNGH!  you drill your fist into my tummy, and then keep it there, grinding your knuckles into my abs.  My legs kick up and then drop, searing pain shooting through my abdomen!  I cry out, which just wastes more air, as I start to panic, suddenly being throttled by this classless slut. 

   You haven't grabbed my hands, which is good, but if I move them to attack, there's no way you won't try to latch onto my wrists.  So in desperation, I try to divert you—-my left hand stretching over my head, as you continue to grind on my face, and I curl my fingers around the waistband of your thong and then jerk it upwards hard, trying to bury it as far up your butt as I can.  This exposes more of your bare ass to my face—-an unpleasant consequence, but hopefully draws your attention to the rear, as my right hand shoots up to your chest, trying to latch onto your top and twist it, then trying to drag you down by it towards my legs—-ultimately wanting to snap my thighs around your scrawny neck and roll to the side to get you off my face!

Oh shit!!!! What a fucking move!!! It looked like Mishi might be in some serious trouble and she stayed calm and with a snap reversed momentum.  She might have Megan in a absolute terrifying head scissors with those tone little legs of hers! Imagine the noise and chaos from the crowd if she locks that in! I can't get enough of this. I keep checking back once one makes a move!

A smirk crosses my face as I hear you cry out ,even as muffled as it is under my ass,  as my fist grinds in to your stomach. The satisfaction of inflicting pain on the bitch that called me a lapdog is well...satisfying. I hope she is realizing that while not built as a fighter that I am a fighter at heart and not scared to fight back as I am sure she thought I was. Suddenly I shriek as I feel my thong being jerked up hard in to my ass 'Owwww you bitch!' As I grab at your hand your other hand comes up and grabs my bra and you start pulling on it exposing my pert tiny b cups. Then you pull me forward to your waiting legs as you wrap them around my neck. Your toned legs are strong and I start slapping at your thighs as you roll me to my side. I can hear Bridgette trying to warn me but I hear her too late. You have me trapped so hard I can feel my face turning red probably as much from anger as your legs. I start pounding your left thigh as hard as I can trying to break free but your grip around my neck stays strong. My mind starts racing trying to figure out a way out of this hold and I need a quick answer.  'Just keep fighting and thinking dammit' I tell myself as I quickly weigh my options.

Damn! Y all got an off the hook war going on here! I'd like to see someone tell them small girls don't fight! Y'all got this place on fire!

Stands up yelling, "LETS GO MEGAN!!!!! YOU CAN DO THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   

   Even under your tight little ass, I smirk as you cry out, your thong rammed up into your body, hopefully rubbing up against your spleen, or lungs, or whatever.  The result is that you look like you're bottomless, which while it may delight the audience, only means there's more of those curvy cheeks pressing down on my face.  But, it's worth it, because it distracts you, allowing me to grab a fistful of your cheap bra, twist it, and haul you down just enough so I can lift my legs and trap your neck in my thighs.  I yank my legs back down, locking my ankles, which pulls you off my face and stretches your body forward, on mine.  Immediately you start slapping at my thighs as I gulp in a lungful of fresh air, and then roll to my right side, dragging your struggling body along, so that we are on our sides, body to body, almost 69-ish, with your head trapped between my legs.

   I am so aware that you could do the same to me, but you're thinking defense, turning your slaps into punches now, pounding my thigh as I tighten my hold, legs beginning to tremble from the force.  Your all-but-exposed crotch brushes against my face as you writhe in the scissors, and I slide my right arm out, trying to grab your left ankle, and if I can, bend your leg up behind you, pushing it, trying to press your left foot against your ass. My right hand nonchalantly alights on your hips and gently pulls the long tie on the side of your bikini bottoms.   My face scrunches in pain with each slam of your fist into my flexed thigh, and I'm hoping that trying to pretzel your left leg like this will force you to stop!

Let's go Megan!

Quote from: Erin Lee on May 11, 2020, 09:43:29 AM

Quote from: Lynn on May 09, 2020, 11:19:17 PM

Quote from: The Top Mommy on May 07, 2020, 10:21:11 PM

Quote from: ProudAsianMom on May 07, 2020, 09:46:50 PM
Hope Megan wins and gets some revenge. Would be so sad to see her AND her woman lose on the same day. That would be such an embarrassment.

I don't think there is much on this earth that I would agree with twat like you on but I certainly agree here. That would be embarrassing and a rough night. Her partner got her ass beat. I think that fuels her and she matches up well with this girl. She gets the win for both of them

I agree with The Top Mommy on two points:

1. Megan will win
2. Proud Asian Mom is a twat

I have to disagree with Lynn on her first point. Mish will definately win. I don't know Proud Asian Mom so i can't argue about that lol

I kind of wish there was a Dislike button for comments cause I would definetly use it for your comment Erin! ;) Although I would like the part about Proud Asian Mom being a Twat! Like a hundred likes! :)

LilMishy is about to take charge.

Struggling against your head scissors I can feel you starting to push my left ankle up to my ass. My mind races  and I know you are trying to prevent me from getting you in a mutual headlock. Then I feel you removing my thong. Since option A (mutual headlock) is not going to work I move on to Option B. I may not be able to use my legs but my hands are free. Still slamming your thigh with one hand I know I have to be doing some damage on that leg but I know I need to add a lil sumpin sumpin to help get you to release this hold. I slide my other hand in front of my face and find your kitty button with my thumb and start rubbing it through your thong. I rub your button up and down and then in circles with a good deal of force.  Meanwhile I keep up the pounding on your toned thigh and as soon as I think it should be hurting you I move my hits down to the side of your knee.  Mixing the pain with the pleasure. Separately either may not have the effect I want but together it has to be confusing you causing you to shift between the two feelings and will hopefully help you decide to let go. I feel your thong begin to moisten and even in this painful headlock I smile in my head 'Payback bitch! I am either gonna make her cum or cripple this whore!' I think to myself.

   "Nnngh!"  I grunt, internally, as you drill another fist into my leg.  I already know that once again, I will have to release my hold before you do—-you're proving to be too strong for me body to body.  If I am to beat your ass, it's going to by speed, guile, or cruelty—-or perhaps all three.  I try and tighten my legs even more, although I do think they're at max considering the pounding my thigh is taking from you, and I manage to press your foot up as far as I can—-your sole is pressed against your ass.  That's gotta' be hurting, I hope, and if I can...My thoughts freeze, and my mouth forms an O as your finger presses up against my thong and...starts to rub!  Instantly, a thrill-chill reverberates throughout my body, curling my toes as you masterfully to start to stimulate me.  Fair play for my earlier foot massage, I guess, but....Ohhhhhh....another pleasure wave washes throughout my lower body, almost making me forget the pain in my thigh.

   I know my brain must be trying to process these conflicting feelings, and my legs loosen around your neck just the tiniest bit as you continue to rub me.  I can feel myself responding, and I'm embarrassed that I'm becoming warm, and a little damp, down there as you work me over...until your fist moves from my thigh and hits my knee.  That jolts me back to reality, and with eyes wide open, I let go of your ankle and release the scissors, bending my left leg toward me and then pistoning it back out straight, hoping to slam my sole up into the bottom of your chin and then roll away from you to save my leg from further attack—-and to compose myself! 

A slight giggle escapes my mouth as I hear you slightly moaning. Between the moan and your dampness I know my magic lil thumb is having an effect. I feel your grip loosen slightly but not enough to set me free from this painful hold that is taking its toll on me. But then my fist slams in to your knee and FREEDOM as I feel your legs release me. Your foot slams in to my chin knocking me away from you as you scurry away to get some distance. I roll to my side a bit dazed and then up on my knees clearing the cobwebs from the leg lock and that kick. Looking over at you I can see you trying to recover as well. I can see I have surprised you with my willingness to, well...go there. Then I see the realization on your face and you look at me. Smiling I hold up your thong 'Looking for this?' I had latched on to the thong when she kicked me tearing it away from her body. I toss the thong to the side and take off what remains of my top exposing my barely b cups while looking at you and your toned body. We are both breathing heavily and both feeling pain but I know neither of us are even close to giving in. Someone's will is going to have to be broken before this ends. I look over to my sexy alpha wife Bridgette to assure her and then back at you 'There is nothing I will not do to humiliate you and beat your ass to pay you back for the things you said to me during Bridgette's fight' I lean down on all fours and slightly move to my right weighing and calculating 'I have other lil fun things planned for you'. I want you to understand that the person in the pit with you is not shy or afraid to do whatever she has to do to beat you.

   My smooth sole slams into your chin, snapping your head back.  We each roll away from the other, needing a moment, and some space.  I try to keep you in my view, watching as you slowly push yourself up to your knees, and I smirk despite the pulsing pain in my thigh, as you are now naked as the day you were born.  That is, until I feel conspicuously exposed myself; looking down at my own body, I....  "Looking for this?" you tease, twirling my leopard-print bottoms on your index finger, your smug grin both infuriating and embarrassing me as you toss them to the side.  Our smooth, nude bodies, both tight and toned, are slick with sweat, our limbs a bit bruised, and our eyes ablaze with hate.

   I remain on all fours, like a sleek cat, stretching my arms below me, curving my back slightly, calves tense, thighs twitching, watching you, waiting for that second, that vulnerable moment.  You follow suit, sexily dropping to all fours, slowly circling to my right.  "I have other lil fun things planned for you," you taunt, your whisper full of confidence, your moist lips slightly pursed, as if you had already won and were assessing your prize.  For the first time since you dragged me in here, I feel.....anxious—unsure.  I've thrown almost everything I have at this tough, sexy bitch, and even now, you're the one stalking me. 

   You move closer, circling me slowly, and I move my body to keep myself facing you.  My lil toes press against the mats, every muscle in my body tense, quivering, waiting, and as the distance between us shrinks incrementally, I wait, my breathing slowed, until—-I spring, pushing off my from my bare feet against the mats, hoping to lunge directly at you and cover the few feet between us before you can respond—-at least I hope so!  Hands out in front of me, hoping to grab your shoulders and wrestle you down to your back. 

Circling each other on all fours like two cats glaring at each other waiting for that moment when one of us will make the move. You are the one that decides the time is right as you spring your toned nude body at me. Your hands grab my shoulders and push me back. Rolling on my back I wrap my legs around your waist with my now exposed kitty pressed firmly against your tummy and then I  lock my ankles. I wrap my arms around you and pull you against me holding you tightly and I can feel our hard nipples press together. I am actually surprised at that moment that two people who are trying to destroy each other could have hard nipples. I am sure some scientist somewhere could explain this and even though I would admit to maybe only Bridge that it feels good...there is a bitch to break! I squeeze my toned legs as hard as I can and keep my arms under your arms and around your back squeezed as hard as I can hoping to wind you some. Whispering in to your ear 'after I break you I am gonna to treat this sexy body of yours like it is Disneyland and ride all the rides.'

   I pounce, slamming my open palms against your shoulders, pushing you upright, for a second, to your knees and then tumbling backwards onto your back.  I'm hoping that the element of surprise is on my side, that I can take you down and then establish control over you, but your fighting skills are too well-honed.  As you hit the mat, and I land atop you, you waste no time in wrapping your legs around my waist, locking your ankles, and pulling those strong thighs into me.  "Unnngh..." I groan subtly, my offense immediately morphing into defense, but even that doesn't happen, as you deftly slide your arms under mine and clamp your hands against my sweaty back, pulling me down onto your body.  Although we are exactly the same height, I am positioned a little lower on you—-your legs cutting into my sides, I can feel the heat of your kitty pressing against my tight tummy, subtly, very subtly, grinding against my abs as you establish control.

   My head lays pressed to your chest, your arms squeezing me as well, each breath becoming slightly more labored as you increase the pressure with your limbs.  I can feel your heart pounding in your chest, interrupted rhythmically by my groans and heavy breathing with each pulse of your arms and legs.  "After I break you I am gonna treat this sexy body of yours like it is Disneyland and ride all the rides..." you taunt, punctuating the threat with another squeeze, eliciting a whimpering moan as your strength seems to build with each passing moment, mine slowly draining.

   Panic starts to set in, my nude body enveloped by yours, the crowd cheering you on, my breathing becoming heavier by the second.  My arms are still free though, and I snarl, "Sorry, we don't allow skanks on any of these rides!" as I swing my curled fists up, hoping to land a fast left-right combination to that pretty face of yours and save myself from being KO'd on top of you.

I can hear your heavy breathing over my heavy breathing, I can feel that sexy toned body of yours weaken a little and that moan, oh yes, that delicious moan gives me a burst of energy as I squeeze my legs as hard as I can again. I so desire to hear more moaning and whimpering from you. I intentionally rub my kitty against your stomach to punctuate my whisper to break her and treat her body like Disneyland and ride all the rides. I want to not only break your body down but want break you down mentally as well. The crowd is loud but it's like I cannot hear them. I am so focused on you that in this moment all I can hear is our heavy breathing, grunts and oh yes...your moaning.

Then I hear you reply 'Sorry, we don't allow skanks on this ride' as you have a burst of energy that I am sure is from desperation and anger. I feel your fist hit  the left and right side of my face causing me to cry out from the pain and I let go off your back and slide my hands back around and bring my forearms and clinched hands up to my face for protection. My legs stay locked around your waist but not squeezing as my attention is now moved to protecting my aching face. I twist my body to the left and right trying to unseat you.

Quote from: Goddess Gabriella on May 13, 2020, 02:39:48 PM
It's sort of cute... the way Mishy is just playing with her food  ;)

SHUT THE FCK UP GABBY!!!!!! Just cause you're a little runt doesn't mean I won't slap you across the face!!!!!

Quote from: Erin Lee on May 13, 2020, 07:01:56 PM

Quote from: Paigey on May 13, 2020, 06:52:24 PM

Quote from: #Bridgette# on May 13, 2020, 04:22:54 PM

Quote from: Goddess Gabriella on May 13, 2020, 02:39:48 PM
It's sort of cute... the way Mishy is just playing with her food  ;)

SHUT THE FCK UP GABBY!!!!!! Just cause you're a little runt doesn't mean I won't slap you across the face!!!!!

Don't you dare tell my goddess what to do dog! I will slap the shit out of you if you lay a hand on her!

I never thought the day would come that i would be the calmest one in the room!

Lmao! This keeps getting crazier and better. Talk about nothing going right for Bridgette and Megan. Bridgette really got her butt kicked in there and Mish has Megan  in a world of trouble! Now not to mention Gabby and Paige are starting to bully them! Is there anything else? :)

   With a huge exhale, which is about all I can do trapped between your strong, sexy thighs, I reach up a bit and slam my right fist into the side of your face, snapping your head to the left, where my left waits greedily, slamming into the opposite cheek.  You cry out pathetically and your legs loosen, allowing me to fill my lungs and finally slide my sweat-covered nudity a little along your flesh.  Your hands unclasp from my back, arms abandoning the killer bear hug around me, and go to your face, covering it.  "Boo hoo, little slut..." I hiss, suddenly feeling your body twist from side to side, the sweat on our skin finally causing me to glide off you onto the mat.  With another the big gulp of air, I slide your limp leg off me finally and push up to my hands and knees.

   Your hands still cover your face, and I know I landed two good shots, since my fists sting as well.  Trying to take advantage of what must be your dazed condition, I stretch my left leg over your prone, nude form, and then straddle it, settling my tight little rear on those abs I've been punishing since you dragged me out here.  I bounce once atop you, slamming my bare ass on your abs, and then slide backwards, towards your feet, until I feel your smooth kitty under my butt.  I bend back just a bit as I try to snake my arms under the backs of your knees, and if I can, then press my feet against the mats and pull myself forward, sliding on you, pulling your legs up, your knees hooked in my bent elbows, folding you at the waist.    If I'm successful, the crowd has an unobstructed view of your sex, legs wide open.  "We just need a little Open House sign down there for you to feel right at home, don't we Megan?" I taunt, sliding my bare feet up on your chest as I perch atop your abs, and press my right foot up, under your chin, trying to stretch your head back, as my left foot remains on your right breast, my lil toes pinching and kneading its flesh as I grind on those not-quite-tight-as-before abdominals.

Quote from: LilMishyRocks on May 14, 2020, 01:19:38 AM
   With a huge exhale, which is about all I can do trapped between your strong, sexy thighs, I reach up a bit and slam my right fist into the side of your face, snapping your head to the left, where my left waits greedily, slamming into the opposite cheek.  You cry out pathetically and your legs loosen, allowing me to fill my lungs and finally slide my sweat-covered nudity a little along your flesh.  Your hands unclasp from my back, arms abandoning the killer bear hug around me, and go to your face, covering it.  "Boo hoo, little slut..." I hiss, suddenly feeling your body twist from side to side, the sweat on our skin finally causing me to glide off you onto the mat.  With another the big gulp of air, I slide your limp leg off me finally and push up to my hands and knees.

   Your hands still cover your face, and I know I landed two good shots, since my fists sting as well.  Trying to take advantage of what must be your dazed condition, I stretch my left leg over your prone, nude form, and then straddle it, settling my tight little rear on those abs I've been punishing since you dragged me out here.  I bounce once atop you, slamming my bare ass on your abs, and then slide backwards, towards your feet, until I feel your smooth kitty under my butt.  I bend back just a bit as I try to snake my arms under the backs of your knees, and if I can, then press my feet against the mats and pull myself forward, sliding on you, pulling your legs up, your knees hooked in my bent elbows, folding you at the waist.    If I'm successful, the crowd has an unobstructed view of your sex, legs wide open.  "We just need a little Open House sign down there for you to feel right at home, don't we Megan?" I taunt, sliding my bare feet up on your chest as I perch atop your abs, and press my right foot up, under your chin, trying to stretch your head back, as my left foot remains on your right breast, my lil toes pinching and kneading its flesh as I grind on those not-quite-tight-as-before abdominals.

Holy shit!!!! Look at that naked strong hard little body of Lil Mishy Rocks performing! She literally has her victim trapped and nearly spread wide open!  :o The foot under her chin just cranking her head back!!! You've got her! She is done for Lil Mishy Rocks!!!

Sitting in my seat and I start absolutely fuming with anger as I see Mish land a one two left right combo to my babies face. Her head violently jolted left to right as I can hear the blows echoing throughout the intimint arena... Then the unthinkable happens. My baby locked in such a humiliating position... Exposed and her neck being pryed and stretched as you have your foot wedged under her chin. I am not in any shape to jump over the wall and back in the pit but I jump out of my seat and slap the padded wall....GET THE FCK OFF OF HER YOU STUPID LITTLE SKANK!!!!! NOW!!!!!

You slide off my body to my relief but that relief is brief as you straddle me and drop that tight ass on to my stomach causing me to grunt loudly. My hands instinctively cross in front of me trying to cover my sore abs. You slide back a bit and I can feel your ass resting on my mound. Still trying to get my breath back I feel your arms hook the back of my legs. Then you lean forward pulling my legs up and out exposing my kitty for everyone to see. I am embarrassed at being so humiliated in front of this loud and large crowd. I can feel the tears start to well up in my eyes when I hear my wife Bridgette screaming from the side of the pit. I know she must be going insane and if I am being honest it is at this moment I wish my strong sexy alpha wife could come save me. Suddenly I scream out in pain as your foot pushes against my chin forcing my head back to its limit. Feeling you pinch at my nipple with your other foot I can tell you are enjoying this. Exposed, humiliated, hurting and knowing Bridgette is in no shape to help I for the first time in this fight start to wonder if I should give in. That thought lasts for all of 2 seconds 'FUCK NO' I shout in my head. Glaring up at you through gritted teeth 'I'M GOING TO WIPE THAT SMIRK OFF YOUR FACE BITCH!' My hands free I grab both of your ankles and lift them up at the same time I pull my legs down against your arms hoping to roll you on to your back with your kitty exposed for all to see.

Quote from: ##catfightWATCHA413 on May 14, 2020, 03:32:28 AM
Clapping to show support to you     Megan you two have fought hard!   How Mishy is surviving is beyond me    I would say give her boobs a little nip with your front teeth just enough to escape but that isn't cool with the fight   It bothers me seeing what is done to you Megan    Get Mishy to pay for it    Your the best Megan!

Wishing for a "Rolling My Eyes" button for this post!

   I can't help but grin as I straddle your sweaty, nude body, sitting on your abs, your legs hooked on my arms, spread and raised, my foot pushing your head back, wedged under your chin, and my other foot kneading and pinching your tit.  The grin spreads even wider as your lame wife starts to shout from the sidelines.  My eyes lock with hers, making sure that she's watching as I heft your knees a little higher, and grind on your toned tummy a little more aggressively—-my hips stirring rhythmically, using your sweat-soaked body as my toy, all the while making your wife watch as I subtly lick my lips.  "I'm going to wipe that smirk off your face, bitch!" you shout out from under me, and my gaze moves from Bridgette back to you.  I know this hold won't last too long—-I couldn't secure your arms as well, but it's enough to keep hurting and humiliating you for little spurts of time, wearing you down, bruising your sexy body, crushing your spirit—-and Bridgette's as well.

   Your hands latch on to my ankles, and you show your strength once more, dislodging my foot from under your chin, and then powering both of my legs up in the air, as high as your arms will go.   I feel your calves tense and flex against my arms as you pull against me, forcing me backwards, pulling me down to my back so that I am laying atop your body, almost in the same position that I just had you—-my legs up, my kitty on display.  Except that you have my arms trapped, you wily slut, something I couldn't do to you.  I squirm and writhe on you, face red with embarrassment, arms secured in your legs, straining against them but no match for your calves and thighs.  I try kicking and flailing my legs, but your fingers grip my ankles tightly, keeping them up and spread apart.  "Let me GO!" I shout angrily, stupid I know, but I am so frustrated now—-every time I think I have you, you power out and take control!  I do the only thing I can—-the only part of my body not being controlled by you—-arching my back and hips upwards and then slamming my ass down on your stomach.  It's not much, I know, but it's all I have, grunting and growling as I am really in trouble right now.

Adrenaline jolting through my entire body as I see my wifes most imtimate privates that are meant only for me to see and enjoy being fully exposed...Once again she is caught in an awful painful position but as she has this entire fight she keeps fighting showing why she is "The best little girl at fcf" as she gets loose and manages to catch the little skank in a similar hold!!! GO BABY GO!!! DON'T GIVE UP! YOU CAN BEAT THIS LITTLE SKANK!

I feel your body roll with my legs pulling you back and your legs go back with my hands pushing up. I now have you on your back and I am able to move to a sitting position with my legs pinning your arms and my hands gripping your ankles. I make sure I spread your legs wide 'TIT FOR TAT BITCH! EVERYONE GET A GOOD LOOK AT MISH'S PRECIOUS KITTY!!!' I say with a great deal of satisfaction that I am able to humiliate you the same way you did me just moments ago. You slam your ass on my sore stomach causing me to grunt in pain. This pisses me off and I quickly raise my right foot and bring my heel down hard on your left tit and then slam my leg back down on your left arm 'SLAM MY STOMACH AGAIN BITCH!'. Just to punctuate my dare I raise my left leg and slam my heel down on your right tit and then back down on your arm keeping you pinned. I slide both feet to your chin and lock my ankles and then let go of your ankles and slide my hands down your legs and get your toned thighs under my armpits. I have you stretched out and a wicked smile crosses my face as I hear Bridgette shouting encouragement to me. 'I told you...whatever it takes' as my hand moves to your kitty and I start working the precious little kitty button with my fingers 'I want more moans and whimpers bitch' I look over at Bridgette and give her a smile. I am tired, battered and bruised but I want her to know I still have heart and fight.

Finally a poll with some smaller girls! Even better they killing it!!!! They should NOT be the undercard but should be the Main Event!!!

Quote from: tough little ballerina alexa on May 14, 2020, 09:17:06 PM
Finally a poll with some smaller girls! Even better they killing it!!!! They should NOT be the undercard but should be the Main Event!!!

I couldn't agree more Alexa...  These little ones are absolutely killing it!!!! I think it's safe to say my fights will no longer be "The Main Event" if my wife is fighting! I don't mind and will be the "Under Card" for my wife any day of the week.

   You're working me over masterfully, deriving sadistic pleasure from having me trapped—-my nude body on top of yours, my butt on your thighs as you  sit upright, trapping my own thighs under your arms, and your filthy feet pushing up under my chin.  I want to spit to threats at you, but you have my neck cranked back so far with your feet that all I can do is growl.    But as always, you take it to the next level—-flaunting your dominance, sliding your fingers into me as you start to work me like before.  Please...no...not like this...I plead internally as I squirm and wiggle on you, trapped your holds.  Almost as if you could read my thoughts, you lift your leg from my throat and slam it down onto my chest.  My body jolts, and although I can't see you, I imagine a wicked grin playing on your lips right now as you soak in your control, your lame wife probably beaming from the sidelines.  Your foot returns to my chin as my chest throbs, and I try and hold back tears.

   By choosing to wrench my neck back with your feet, you've let my arms free—-my only hope!  As your fingers play sensually with my kitty, my body responds, betraying me.  I can feel myself getting wet, my hips subtly moving in rhythm with your hand.  And I know you feel it too, which just pushes your smug cockiness even higher.  Maybe that's good, to keep your attention there, as I move my hands in, gripping your ankles, but before I try and pry them from under my neck, I try and drill my thumbs into the nerve right along side of each ankle, which hopefully makes your legs spasm for a second.  If I can do that, I easily slap them away from my neck and bend my knees towards me, pulling you forward since my thighs are already under your arms.  That dislodges your fingers from me, and with your legs now a little numb and held by my hands, I start to shake your body back and forth, holding your torso up between my legs, locking my ankles, and thrashing your nude body back and forth with my thighs.  I grin as I see your hair whipping from side to side as I kind of ragdoll you a bit, and then after a few moments, try and heave you off to the side, releasing your ankles, hoping you are thrown off me and into a nude heap far enough away to give me time to get to my feet.

I am beaming from ear to ear as I can feel your body responding to to my torture and yes, my little fingers treating your kitty like a little playground. I look over at Bridgette to give her a little wink but see Tiffany siting next to her saying something. 'Sheesh, her again' I mutter to myself. I become distracted wondering what that skank is saying to her but I am jolted back to the matter at hand as I feel your thumbs dig in to the nerves in my ankles causing me to scream out as my legs go numb. You are able to unlock my ankles and push them away. Suddenly you pull forward and lock your toned thighs around my body. My hands start slapping your thighs and trying to pry them apart. Suddenly you start violently shaking me from side to side, my long brown hair flying. The pain in my ribs is excruciating...until...you sling me to the left and release throwing me away from you. I lay holding my ribs trying to ease the pain and get myself together before you.

   Your nude body trapped between my legs, I shake you violently from side to side, and then with a final heave, release you, letting you roll to the side and crumble into a naked heap.  I slowly get to my feet, watching you lay on your back, holding your ribs, wincing.  We have to be near the end—-we need to be.  I am almost maxed out.  This small body can only give, and receive, so much pain.  Just a little more—-I need to pull from whatever reserves I have to best you, to hurt you, to humiliate you—-to end you!

   You stay on your back—-that little scissor shake n' bake evidently rattled the marble in your head pretty good.  I come at you fast, or as fast as I can, and dart around to your head, swooping down to try and grab a handful of your skanky hair and jerk you up to your knees, your bare back facing me.  If I can, I hold you up by the hair and snap my foot into you with a hard, fast kick, the top of my foot aimed right at your lower spine.  But I'm not letting you go—-I want you on your knees for a follow-up—this time, with my heel—-a stomp onto your upper spine.  "Let me know when you're done, you pathetic, weak slut," I snarl, twisting your hair in my hand, readying a third kick.

Under normal conditions I would not be cheering for Mishi but Megan has had this coming to her! Now she is about to get ripped apart! Ha Ha Ha! How about that! First my girl Emelia dominated her wife took her title and now Megan is gonna join her in the losers bracket. Ha Ha Ha!  You started a fight you couldn't finish Megan!

Quote from: Rachel The Tiny Titan on May 15, 2020, 05:54:36 PM
Under normal conditions I would not be cheering for Mishi but Megan has had this coming to her! Now she is about to get ripped apart! Ha Ha Ha! How about that! First my girl Emelia dominated her wife took her title and now Megan is gonna join her in the losers bracket. Ha Ha Ha!  You started a fight you couldn't finish Megan!

At least I fight opposed to standing around yapping like a mutt. Here is a doggy treat now run along like a good puppy.

Before I can recover or even think you are on me grabbing my hair and yanking me hard to my knees causing me to scream out but that scream is nothing to what comes out of my mouth as I feel a sudden SMACK to my lower back. The pain that shoots through my body is incredible so much so that it causes my eyes to water. I want to fall forward but you hold me in place on my knees. Then a hard THUD as your heel hits me in my my upper back. The pain I am feeling is excruciating as you keep holding me in place. I am having trouble breathing from the blows to my back. Now my eyes are not only watering but tears begin to roll down my cheek. You demand that I tell you I am done and look over toward Bridgette after hearing your words and can see she is upset. It would be easy to just give up but I am still defiant, still willing to fight and probably a little stupid. Trying to get to my feet through angry gritted teeth 'FUCK YOU SKANK'

   The top of my foot stings a little from the first kick—-the smack of it against your sweaty skin echoing off the walls and ceiling.  The second kick is much lower in tone, more of an ominous thud, reverberating throughout your body, and I can actually feel the vibration of the kick with my heel and through my leg.  That one did some damage I think, as I hear you gasp, your body trying to drop.  But I twist you hair harder, jerking you back up fully to your knees, watching as your head turns to Bridgette.  You grit at me as your feet push against the mats, trying to get up. "Fuck you, skank..." you hiss, and I smirk, placing my bare foot on your shoulder, holding you down.  "I asked you once if you wanted to submit, bitch.  You said no.  I won't ask a second time..."

   And with that, I remove my foot from your shoulder, release your hair and quickly spin my body, keeping that foot up, trying to slam it into the side of your head and face, hoping I knock your ass back down to the mats, dazed—-well, dazed more than usual. 

You use your foot to keep me from getting up and demand yet again for my submission. I am battered, bruised and exhausted but still holding on to my pride I refuse to answer and give you the satisfaction. Still looking ahead I am surprised when you release my hair but that last only a few seconds when I am struck on the side of my head and face like a hammer. I fall face first my hand shooting to my face to the area of the impact. I groan loudly and my vision is blurry as it feels like an explosion has gone off in my head. My brain is scrambled and I am no longer thinking as through blurred vision I can see Bridgette at the edge of the pit and I can tell she is saying something but with the ringing in my ears I can't hear her or the crowd just the ringing and my own breathing. I start crawling my nude body in her direction. I am hurt and hurt bad. My energy is gone and the blow to my head has me confused to what is happening.

   I am starting to feel a surge in energy and confidence—-our long battle has gone back and forth so many times since you slapped me and dragged me into the pit.  But now, I feel the tide starting to turn as my sexy lil foot slams into the side of your head.  Your head snaps to the side, and you drop forward, onto your face and chest.  But only a moment later, your hands slap the mats and your head rises.  I assume you're looking for your loser wife, who keeps shouting from the sidelines.  You start to crawl toward the side, slowly, shaking your head, and I shake mine as well.  "No, no, no, Megan.  We're not quite done here.  Don't be so rude!!"

   I smirk, taking two quick steps to catch up to you, and straddle you from above, feet on other side of your body, ankles digging into your rib cage to stop your slow progress.  Once again, I reach down and twist my hand in your hand, jerking you up to your knees with me standing in back of you, the back of your head brushing against my kitty.  Smiling, with a wink at Bridgette, I grind a bit against the back of your head, my tight little butt and hips moving in small circles, and then I stop, pushing your head down a bit.  Putting my other hand in back of me, I reach through my legs and grab your hair, pulling your head back through my legs, releasing the first hand and then slowly moving my legs together—-trapping your neck in a standing head scissor, except that your face is pressed against my adorable lil ass, your spine arched backwards as the backs of my legs are pressed against your chest and shoulders.  I start to squeeze my legs together, the insides of my thighs exerting pressure on the sides of your neck, as I pull your hair to keep your face against my butt.  "Kiss it, slut," is all I say. 

Aaahhhhhhhhhh I feel your hand in my hair as you pull me back to my knees, my pert tiny tits glisten with sweat for everyone to see 'What is it with this bitch and my hair' I think. My whole body aches, my mind is in a fog and my arms hang limply at my sides. Then I feel you doing something with my long brown hair and suddenly my head is pulled back between your legs painfully arching my back causing me to cry out. With your tight ass in my face you squeeze your legs together squeezing my neck causing me to groan even more. Then I hear you say 'Kiss it'. I could end this by simply complying, give in, surrender or obey but I may be small, not that strong and probably not the best fighter to ever get in to a fight but I am proud, I have heart and the tenacity of a badger. I respond by opening my mouth, baring my teeth and sinking them in in to your ass as hard as I can. My version of 'FUCK YOU!'

I commented in the beginning of how this might have the potential to be the most tantalizing members poll that I have seen. I am 1000% standing by that! I feel like I am right there with this writing and description. Right there watching Mishi starting to take control and slowly break her defiant rival. I wouldn't mind being naked in there on the mats with either of these two sexy strong tough little munchkins. Bravo!

Quote from: GiGi Bunny on May 15, 2020, 11:23:09 PM
I wouldn't mind being naked in there on the mats with either of these two sexy strong tough little munchkins. Bravo!

That can be arranged......   ;)

   Of course, I knew your pride would get the best of you, but I wait anyway, smirking through your little tirade.  Now and then I pulse my thighs into your neck, just to remind you that I am truly in control here.  Looking over to the side, I shout, "Gabby, get my phone please!"  I feel your mouth open, your lips sliding against my butt cheek, and then, like a ferret, you start to bite, your teeth pinching my flesh as you bear down.  I wince, clenching my cheeks, and then mock you, "Yeah, Megan, bite me! Harder, bitch!  Mmmmm, Mishy likes it rough!"  Even though I try and stop myself from screaming as your jaw exerts more pressure. 

   I twist your hair to make you cry out, which of course opens your mouth,  and then I thrust my hips forward, pause, and then ram them back, punching your pretty lil face with my tight butt.  I look over to Bridgette, lock eyes, then butt-punch you again, holding your head in place by the hair.  One more butt-punch, and I'm hoping that I've cured you of a very bad biting habit, and that you're a bit woozy from three shots to the face. 

Megan has put up a gallant fight but Mishi has her in an imppossible position. Megans pride is incredible but I hope she submits as Mishi is going to really terrorize her. Wow!!!

I watch and angrily grit my teeth...I am absolutely irate as I see Mish starting to roughly dominante my little girl...I want to jump in there so bad but I can't and the little bitch knows it...I slam my fists on the wall and scream at the top of my lungs "Quit being so rough with her you little skank!!!!!! Let her go! She's done you cocky little bitch!!!!!!"

U can still win this ....... MEGAN .

Like from Rocky ...
Eye of the Tigger !!!  Bounce, pounce and pull out the win!

I hear the crowd cheering you on and I hear you ask that bitch Gabby for your phone and my bite does not seem to have any effect. You yank my hair causing me to cry out and after taking three  of your ass shots to the head I know my body cannot take anymore and I cannot take any more shots to the head. I have taken far too many in this fight already. I know there is nothing more that I can do and being stubborn is just gonna cause me more pain and upset Bridgette even more as I can hear her screaming at Mish.  All of my energy is exhausted and I am In too bad of a position to power out. At least I know I stood up for myself and gave this bitch all she wanted. Tears flow down my cheeks out of frustration and pain. I start slapping your legs 'OK, I'm done...you win...Get off me bitch!'. At this point all I want to do is go home with Bridgette.

   I jerk a big handful of your hair, twisting it around my palm, and you cry out, thankfully opening your mouth and stopping that vicious biting.  After three punches to the face with my tight lil ass, you seem to have been tamed a bit.  Not so for your wife, who is now screaming from the sides at me.  "Leave her alone, blah blah blah...". Well, I think, it was YOU, Bridgette, who kinda' started this whole thing, bragging to me how this slut was the toughest little girl in all of the club.  I smirk as I yank your hair again, feeling your face press into my butt.  "Gabby, play song 3 in the first playlist..." I shout out, and after a few seconds, it starts. 

   The familiar intro, almost a whistle, starts streaming from my phone https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=suRsxpoAc5w (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=suRsxpoAc5w), and as soon as the beat kicks in, my nude body feels the vibe, foot tapping, and hips moving.  I wouldn't call it twerking, but as I get into the tune, my hips and butt start to move with the music, gyrating, rubbing your face, little shakes of my cheeks against yours, a rhythmic bump-bump-bump of ass to your tear-stained face.  Looking up, I see movement in the crowd—-many getting into the tune, dancing in their seats, singing along.  Well, some anyway.  Others, like your wife, continue to scream that you've had enough.  Philistines!!  Obviously not lovers of art!

   A minute later, I feel your hands slapping at my thigh, as your tears roll down the backs of my legs."OK, I'm done...you win...Get off me bitch!" you cough, still trapped in the neck scissor.  I slow my dancing as the song plays out, keeping you in the hold, and then simply say, "No."

They kept the incredible intensity up it's unbelievable. Both had such good moves in this back and forth match. In the end my vote was for Mish as she fought with every part of her body to win against Megan who gave it her all.

Quote from: GiGi Bunny on May 15, 2020, 11:23:09 PM
I commented in the beginning of how this might have the potential to be the most tantalizing members poll that I have seen. I am 1000% standing by that! I feel like I am right there with this writing and description. Right there watching Mishi starting to take control and slowly break her defiant rival. I wouldn't mind being naked in there on the mats with either of these two sexy strong tough little munchkins. Bravo!

If you go in there you'll also be at the merci of Mish, right now there is no one who could stop her.

On my knees, your hand all twisted in my hair I can hear Bridgette and I can hear you taunting her.I feel I have let Bridgette down. You yank my hair forcing my face in to your ass again. I hear you tell that pudgy wannabe goddess (yea, small g bitch) to play a song on your phone 'play a song...wtf is this loco la puta doing?' Then I hear Moves like Jagger start playing, I hate that damn song! My arms just hang and the tears run as you start moving your hips and bumping your ass in to my face. The crowd is loud with mixed responses that just blend in to white noise. I am humiliated and angry too but I am too drained and beaten to act on it so all I can do is sit on my knees and accept the double whammy humiliation of your ass in my face and that bubble gum song, why could she not at least play some Halestorm!

After giving in and telling her to let me go a chill runs through when all you give is a simple 'NO'. I don't know what this crazy bitch has in mind but I want no part of it so I start pushing on the back of her legs trying to push you away so I can get the hell out of this pit ' GET OFF ME YOU FUCKING BITCH! LET GO!!!

Well, this is a nice way to come back to FCF, seeing this fight. I'm not familiar with Megan, but she really has shown herself to be an amazing fighter. And Mish is Mish. I've always been a big fan of hers since I read her first story. But this fight is still a tonal shift in what I normally see from her. And still it has been gripping and emotional and just all around enthralling. Excellent work, both of you. Thank you very much for the effort you've put into this.

   Your taste in music must differ, because you don't seem to derive the same enjoyment from M5 that I do.  As the song ends, my gyrating ceases, and although I said "no', I also don't want to be seen as a heelish bitch.   I'm about to end this, allowing you to collapse in a nude heap behind me, when you scream "Get off me you fucking bitch!! Let go!!" as your hands push into the backs of my legs.  I almost freeze, dumbfounded that 1) you still are fighting me, and 2) that you're truly so stupid as to insult me when I have full control of you. 

   Your fingers press against my tight thighs, and I quickly decide that submission is just not enough now.  Loosening my legs just bit to give you some slack, but still holding your hair, I thrust my crotch forward and once again ram  it back, giving your face another butt-punch, but this time, I bend my knees and lean back into it, so as my ass slams your face, my body is also pushing you backwards and down.  I finally release your hair and drop with you, and as your back hits the mats, my ass drops on your face, double-hammering it and pinning it to the mats.  Your knees are bent under you, and before you can get your bearings, I try to snare your wrists and trap them between my calf and thigh on each side.  "Your potty mouth will be your undoing, you stupid skank..." I hiss.

.

Your ass hits me in the face yet again and then suddenly I am bent backwards to my back with my knees tucked under me and then your ass slams in to my face and you pin my arms between your calf and thigh. I am pinned, unable to move, no energy and beaten. I have no more fight left so it is time to accept I lost and get out of here. Tapping your thigh and announcing, muffled as it is. 'I give, no more, you win!'

Laying there hoping you let me up I think to myself 'As much as I would have liked to beat her ass I came up short but am proud I stood up for myself and if I say so myself...gave her a hell of a fight!'

   I roll onto you, sitting on your face, your arms trapped under my knees.  Your lithe, nude body squirms under me, and I can feel chuffs of your warm breath against my butt—-but it's different.  It's perfunctory, the fight all but gone from your struggles now.  One of your fingers moves, tapping my thigh—-your final signal of submission.  Glancing down, I shake my head.  "No—-you had your chance.  I told you I wouldn't give you another..."  I say softly, knowing you can't really hear me, but feeling OK that I shared my rationale. 

   Leaning forward, I slide my hands between your bent legs, pressing my fingers into each calf muscle, gripping them, and then slowly pull your legs out to the sides, unfolding them, and then readjusting my grip, I scoop your legs up under the backs of your knees and pull back, dragging your legs up, folding you at the waist.  My hands slide from the backs of your knees, down your sweaty calves, to your ankles, where I tighten my grip, and slowly spread your legs.  Your lily white butt and wide open kitty present themselves hungrily to the audience, as I wiggle on your face, smirking.  I guide your ankles under my armpits to hold them, freeing my arms.  "It's Free Slap Day!" I call out.  "Anyone who has issues with Megan—-or for that matter Bridgette—-come on down and crack a slap into this nice firm ass.  It's fun, it's free, and it's all on Megan!"

Megan ...

The pirate ship is anchored close to the beach. Waiting for you and Bridgette to make your escape!!
;)

It's hard to see Megan and Bridgete having this done to them because they are both really nice and approachable but wow I can't look away. Can you blame me not everyday you see a woman expose another woman like Lil Mishy is doing. Gabriella and Paigey adding insult to injury. Holy smokes Gabriella and Paigey are unbelievably hot! Everything about this poll is incredible!

Quote from: jake1990 on May 17, 2020, 07:25:19 PM
It's hard to see Megan and Bridgete having this done to them because they are both really nice and approachable but wow I can't look away. Can you blame me not everyday you see a woman expose another woman like Lil Mishy is doing. Gabriella and Paigey adding insult to injury. Holy smokes Gabriella and Paigey are unbelievably hot! Everything about this poll is incredible!

The same goes for me, absolutely! Mish has earned to humilate Megan, I'm sure this would have also happened the other way round. What Gabby has done is also ok, but I think Paigey has gone too far and crossed some lines she shouldn't have done. I hate myself for getting turned on by this and couldn't blame Bridgette if she wil never speak a word to me again...

I am having trouble even processing what is happening and how did everything go so wrong tonight! This was suppose to be such a special night for Megan and I. We talked about it for weeks. Played out and talked about the scenario in our heads a thousand times...A huge fight for me! Successfully Defending my title against the hot up and comer Emelia to shut up all the naysayers that didn't think I was deserving to be the Prestige Champ...Megan and I were gonna celebrate in the lavish Penthouse suite in such an intimate way and enjoy each other but how did it come to this? I not only lost to Emelia but she made it a point to rough me up and even made Megan strap my belt around her curvy strong hips...What was really bad has turned into a nightmare...Megan is being humiliated by her nemesis little rival in such a degrading public fashion...

I can't take it anymore I get ready to jump over the wall and back into the pit...I know I am in no shape to fight but I am much bigger then the little shrimp Mish and she is tired too so I can definetly get her off Megan and rough her up atleast a little... Just as I have made up my mind and get ready to launch over the pink padded wall I feel someone slide behind me and before I can turn around I feel arms snake around under my arm pits and then around my neck...Who the fck has me in a full nelson!!! Then I hear her voice!!! It's Paigey!!! There is nothing I can do! I am coming off of an exhausting fight myself and I am battered and bruised. She is fresh and strong...I am forced to listen to her softly whisper taunts as she forces me to watch Mish spread my little wife's legs wide open for everyone to see! I want to look away but I am trapped and forced to watch as both Megan and I are being terrorized by multiple girls! Mish, Paigey and now even Gabby as she climbs in to do the unthinkable and spank my little wife!!!! I start screaming, pleading and begging to anyone that will listen! NO NO PLEASE!!!! JUST LET US GO!!!!!!     

I kind of sort of feel a little bad for Megan having to take this abuse but then I remember the way she encouraged Bridgette to humiliate me after our last fight... that Bridgette barely won, by the way.  :P  Now if Bridgette was the victim and they were all piling on, well, that's a slut of a different color. I would be leading the cheering section and doing cartwheels! I'm just gonna sit back and watch Bridgette suffer for Megan!   :P   :P

Amazing awesome fantabulous fight, ladies!!! You both rock to the highest stratosphere!!!  ;)

Quote from: User1 on May 17, 2020, 10:49:15 PM

Quote from: jake1990 on May 17, 2020, 07:25:19 PM
It's hard to see Megan and Bridgete having this done to them because they are both really nice and approachable but wow I can't look away. Can you blame me not everyday you see a woman expose another woman like Lil Mishy is doing. Gabriella and Paigey adding insult to injury. Holy smokes Gabriella and Paigey are unbelievably hot! Everything about this poll is incredible!

The same goes for me, absolutely! Mish has earned to humilate Megan, I'm sure this would have also happened the other way round. What Gabby has done is also ok, but I think Paigey has gone too far and crossed some lines she shouldn't have done. I hate myself for getting turned on by this and couldn't blame Bridgette if she wil never speak a word to me again...

Little Mishy Owns Megans ass now!!!!!!

Quote from: *Alexa* on May 17, 2020, 11:49:54 PM
I kind of sort of feel a little bad for Megan having to take this abuse but then I remember the way she encouraged Bridgette to humiliate me after our last fight... that Bridgette barely won, by the way.  :P  Now if Bridgette was the victim and they were all piling on, well, that's a slut of a different color. I would be leading the cheering section and doing cartwheels! I'm just gonna sit back and watch Bridgette suffer for Megan!   :P   :P

Amazing awesome fantabulous fight, ladies!!! You both rock to the highest stratosphere!!!  ;)

I 've always thought you were tougher then Bridgette in each one of your fights but I have no doubt you would completely own her ass now Alexa. She took such a beating in her last fight and now her partner got it even worse. She won't be able to recover mentally if she steps back in there to fight.

You bend me at my waist, kitty and ass up in there air 'I SAID I GIVE!' but then I hear you announce it is free slap day and does anyone want a free slap. I start trying to kick my legs free and freeze when I hear a voice I recognize ' NO! Not that bitch' I think as I recognize it is Gabby. This is so FCKING UNFAIR I scream in my head. I turn my head and start to shout for Bridgette when I see Paige has her in a full nelson! My mind races ' what the hell is going on here? Like some damn setup' and then SLAP! My ass stings and burns and causes me to wiggle around the little I can as I scream 'OWWWWW' then I feel Gabby's nails on the spot she just slapped. My eyes tear up, this is some kind of bad dream. Tears in my eyes I look back to Bridgette and see her pleading for us to be let go but I don't see Paige. Suddenly I feel fingers caressing my thighs down to my kitty and even inserting slightly. I know it is Paige. I am a blubbering mess at this point 'Please stop' I plead while looking back at Bridgette. My eyes flowing with tears and begging to be rescued. Then a slight jolt as I feel a slap to my kitty. The crowd is going crazy and all I want is to be home. And then SLAP and my ass is hurting again. All I can do is whimper and beg pathetically 'Please Mish!'

   I lean back, stretching your legs out wide as I grind more on more on your face.  I smirk as Gabby skips down from the seats, innocently surveying your most private of areas on public display, and then cracks a hard slap onto your ass, finishing up with a rake of her nails.  I squirm a little just watching it!  My eyebrows rise a bit as I see another blonde make her way down—-quite a little line seems to be forming!  Paige saunters into the pit, a wicked gleam in her eye, and ups the ante a bit, first stroking your kitty, then delivering a hard slap!  That one makes me wince, and I feel you cry out under my tight little butt.  More girls are starting to make their way down into the pit, but at this point, my conscience is becoming more and more insistent.  "You started this, Megan.  I finished it," I say softly, so that only you hear, and then I release your legs, letting them spring back to the mats as I slowly rise to my feet.  I wipe my foot on your face, like a doormat, and then pad out towards the exit, vindicated.

What an embarrassing finish to the night for Megan and her brutally beaten partner. The physical pain and marks may eventually heal from her intense fight with the other little one but it'll take some time for the emotional scars to recover. I'm sure the crowd who just witnessed this fight will be talking about Megan's red tush for awhile. She may try to convince herself that she proudly stood up for Bridgette but at the end of the day, all she did was further establish the couple as weak losers. Kudos to the winner :)

Quote from: ProudAsianMom on May 18, 2020, 05:27:07 PM
What an embarrassing finish to the night for Megan and her brutally beaten partner. The physical pain and marks may eventually heal from her intense fight with the other little one but it'll take some time for the emotional scars to recover. I'm sure the crowd who just witnessed this fight will be talking about Megan's red tush for awhile. She may try to convince herself that she proudly stood up for Bridgette but at the end of the day, all she did was further establish the couple as weak losers. Kudos to the winner :)

I can't believe it but once again I agree with you. I was pulling for Megan and thought she was in a good spot. She is small but so was Mishi. She was angry and going to save face for her wifes short comings  but it became clear she was in way over head with Mishi being stronger and more aggressive.  I don't think Megan deserves the blame here for the embarrassment. That lays soley on her twat wifes shoulders. She put Megan in a bad spot to have to fight to defend their honor. Bridgette should have taken care of business and defended her title and Megans honor but she was too weak and now they are both labeled as such.

   I rarely do polls (last one was 3 years ago), and I'm sure I won't again, but the chance to craft all these sexy, inspired posts with Megan was one of the best things to have happened tome on FCF. I thank her, Bridgette (for setting it up and adding so much spice to it), and who all read and participated in it---you all contributed to the fun!  And despite all the poll-torture and vitriol between Megan and me, I made a new cyber friend.   :-*

Quote from: LilMishyRocks on May 18, 2020, 10:56:03 PM
   I rarely do polls (last one was 3 years ago), and I'm sure I won't again, but the chance to craft all these sexy, inspired posts with Megan was one of the best things to have happened tome on FCF. I thank her, Bridgette (for setting it up and adding so much spice to it), and who all read and participated in it---you all contributed to the fun!  And despite all the poll-torture and vitriol between Megan and me, I made a new cyber friend.   :-*

I do not think it could be said any better so I will just say that I echo every single word Mish said especially the new friend part! Thanks so much everyone...we hope you enjoyed!

I want to give Megan a hug!  :)

After Paigey forced me to watch my little wifey get her perfect little privates exposed and then spanked I am fueled by adrenalin...Paigey and Gabby taunt us both with their actions...I start to make my way to the door of the pit just a few feet away when I see Mish stand to her feet and puts her bare sole on Megans face in a final insult to us however the crowd approves with another final roar! ...I think to myself "How dare that little bitch!!!!!"  My bare feet step on the mat...Only wearing what's left of my fight attire...So there I stand topless in my black nearly mangled g-string kini bottom...My body still slick with a light coat of sweat and oil from my fight with Emelia and my blonde hair a tangled mess...My thick thighs and ass look strong but at this moment they are anything but. It takes every ounce of strength I have to take several steps toward you where you lay on your back sobbing... Naturally I start sobbing too...I bend down and slide my right arm under your back and my left arm just under your thighs...I grit my teeth and lift your little 105lb body off the mat...You wrap your arms around my neck whimpering and crying... Despite this night turning into a horrific disaster for us we share a beautiful moment together in the middle of the pit... We lightly press our foreheads together and our lips lightly kiss as we both are crying....I lightly whisper for only you to hear..." I got you baby...Lets go home..." and carry you out... XO 

I think the 10 pages of commnets pretty much says it all  so not much else can be said other than Mish and Megan just put on the best poll we have ever seen. Thanks to both of them for putting so much time in for our viewing pleasures. Not very often does a poll turn into a masterpiece story like this. I also luved seeing so many different unfamiliar faces get involved with their comments. Big kisses!  :)

I could not agree more with the above comments. If those of us who do poll fighting try and paint a picture for the readers; this one is a Rembrandt!

Perfect from start to finish ladies.

Sexy as heck.  Well done, both