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Below is the first half of a fantasy dustup between these two girls at Hef's place. Tell me what you think. Predictions are welcome though they won't change the outcome. If you like it, I'll post the second half.

Shay:

BreAnn:


Life at the Playboy mansion had become unbearable for Shay since she had made the switch from Penthouse. Last month’s shoot celebrating BreAnn McGregor was about all she could take. She had participated in a bikini contest two weeks earlier and failed to make the grade, while that skank Candice Michelle actually progressed. Now, this cyber slut nobody BreAnn becomes a big deal; stealing the spotlight that should have been Shay’s. Okay, maybe Shay had had too much to drink last night. Pouring a pitcher of beer over BreAnn may have been over the top, but challenging her to a no-holds barred fight was perfect. Tonight, fighting in a ring set up on the mansion lawn, Shay was determined to get Hef's attention back permanently.

Shay struts her stuff in the ring. The 23 year old looks smokin', wearing nothing but navy blue panties. Her brassiere has recently been tossed into the crowd after taunting the crowd with it for a few minutes. It was supposed to be a bra-and-panties affair, but Shay knew nobody would mind, and what was the use of having no rules but silly restrictions like that anyway. Also, that brassiere was a present and there was no way that blonde Barbie doll was going to tear at it with her nails. At this moment, BreAnn starts to cross the lawn with an entourage. She waves, struts like a peacock, lap dances several guys, then slowly makes her way to the ring. The 23 year old from the Big Easy is wearing pink panties and matching strapless pink brassiere, that only just holds everything in check. Once in the ring, she eyes Shay disdainly, then unhooks her brassiere and tosses it out to the crowd with similar disregard to what was agreed last night. She looks every bit as trimmed as Shay, with a trim waist, taut ass, and thick, muscular thighs-the crowd actually gasps for a moment, in awe, at her 38-25-35 bod and then cheers wildly. Shay, upstaged for once, glares at BreAnn's slightly larger breasts. The two women are called to the centre of the ring where the announcer introduces the girls. No referee will be required to know some rulebook. The women glare, no one even thinks about suggesting a handshake as they spin and head back to their corners.

DING! DING! DING!

Shay and BreAnn both rush forward, slamming into one another before BreAnn locks her arms around Shay’s waist and crushes her chest into Shay's breasts!. Shay groans as she looks down in dismay at her tits which are being mashed flat by BreAnn’s. Shay counters, clamping her powerful arms around BreAnn’s torso, but the blonde has the better position and she squeezes Shay tighter still. BreAnn grunts, leaning into her foe as their bodies strain and quiver, pressed together as one for nearly 30 seconds.

Suddenly, Shay howls; her arms drop as BreAnn relentlessly strains to apply still more pressure. Shay reaches up slowly and grabs a handful of BreAnn’s hair in one hand as she claws her face with the other. Undeterred, BreAnn’s crushing grip constricts tighter still and Shay moans, her body wilting. But she shakes off the momentary panic and her face is a mask of concentration as she twists her body; wrapping her legs around BreAnn’s legs, pressing pelvis-to-pelvis as she attempts tip BreAnn off balance. Both women’s muscles strain as they fight for control.

BreAnn’s arms shift slightly lower and tighten around Shay’s back as she begins to lift Shay up onto her toes. Shay groans, then counters, planting the palms of both hands under her foe’s chin and shoving with what strength she can summon. She forces the blonde's head back but cannot break free. Shay grabs a handful of blonde hair, draws her free hand back and unloads a punch to the side of BreAnn’s head.

POW! BreAnn stumbles, but keeps her arms locked tight around her foe's chest. Shay croaks as she struggles to draw air into her compressed lungs.

“Give up or I’ll break your ribs, bitch” BreAnn threatens.

Shay cocks her right fist, but BreAnn seeing it, quickly drops her knee and smashes it into Shay's crotch! Eyes wide, Shay's body goes limp. BreAnn loosens and lowers her grip enough for a few seconds to gather her strength, sneers, then hauls Shay to her feet and once more applies that crushing bearhug! The Hawaiian's eyes bug open as BreAnn’s grip tightens. BreAnn hoists Shay high and shakes her from side to side.

Surging with adrenaline, BreAnn positions to drop her opponent on her back. Searing pain rallies Shay. She wraps her hands around the blonde's head, moves them across her face, then finds her eyes. Shay jabs hard. BreAnn screams, drops Shay and turns away rubbing her watering eyes with one hand as she gropes towards the ropes.

Shay, gulping air, clambers to her feet, still gasping for air as she approaches the blinded Barbie doll. Shay's right hand lashes out into the blonde's throat. BreAnn falls to her knees, gagging. Shay stands for a moment, hands on her bruised ribs. She breathes in deeply, repeatedly, until she is numb to the pain that accompanies each breath. She steps towards her foe. Seizing BreAnn by the head, Shay drives her head forward and headbutts BreAnn who spins around, staggering, stunned, almost falling.

Shay throws a headlock on BreAnn, then bulldogs her to the mat. BreAnn hits the mat face first with terrific force and rolls onto her back, holding her head with both hands. Shay sits beside her, taking a few moments to fill her lungs as she rubs her throbbing ribs. Glaring at BreAnn, Shay shifts towards her, reaches down and wraps both hands around the blonde's neck. Tears stream down BreAnn’s face as she desperately tries to pry Shay's hands from her throat. But Shay is on a mission.

BreAnn sputters, her resistance fades. Smiling, Shay shifts her body, moving her legs to grapevine the blonde's legs. Shay lowers her body and wraps her arms around BreAnn’s head, forcing her face down into the deep crevice of her 36 inch rack. BreAnn gasps and sputters; Shay concentrates to control her foe’s powerful legs as she holds her own boobs down over the other's face. BreAnn yanks on Shay's brown locks to no effect. But then BreAnn reaches her hands up and wraps her arms around Shay's ribs again. Using all her reserves, BreAnn squeezes for all she’s worth. At first Shay grits her teeth, then she moans softly…then an audible groan…and finally she lets out a howl of pain and tries to pull away.

BreAnn manages to turn her head, draws a deep breath, then clinches Shay tight as she shifts her weight and rolls to her side taking Shay with her. BreAnn can feel Shay's whole body writhe in agony as she pours on more pressure than Shay's bruised ribs can absorb. She can feel the momentum shifting. This is her fight!!

Shay's fingers find their way towards her foe’s eyes. Cursing, BreAnn releases her bear hug and pulls Shay's hands from her face before further damage can be done. Shay manages to roll BreAnn to her back, drives an elbow across BreAnn’s chest, just below her throat. Scrambling on top of the blonde, Shay wraps an arm tight around the back of BreAnn’s head as she pumps her right fist into the side of BreAnn’s face. BreAnn thrashes from side to side, bucks wildly but Shay holds on and slugs away. BreAnn’s lips are puffy, one eye is nearly closed but she wraps her right hand in Shay's hair and twists violently, finally throwing Shay off of her.

The two hellcats roll across the mat, both girls screaming and cursing, arms and legs flailing…………..

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Shay, again manages to position herself on top of BreAnn, spreads her legs wide for leverage, grabs BreAnn’s hair with one hand, and smashes an elbow across BreAnn’s throat. As BreAnn gurgles, Shay, straddles her foe’s waist, and sinks her fingernails into BreAnn’s over-sized tits. BreAnn bucks her hips up, nearly unseating Shay, but the tough former Penthouse model reaches back with her left hand, finds her foe’s panties and jerks up hard. Shay pulls for all she’s worth while her right hand digs into one of BreAnn’s tits. BreAnn, howling, reaches up and slashes at both of Shay's tits. Shay counters by pounding her fist into BreAnn’s crotch. The frenzied attack leaves BreAnn cringing under the domineering brunette's all-out assault.

With a big smile on her face, Shay seizes BreAnn’s wrists and pins her arms on the mat. She bounces herself up and down on the blonde's belly. Shay leans forward and presses her boobs into the BreAnn's face, trying once again to smother her. BreAnn sputters and bucks. Pressing her feet into the mat, BreAnn arches up, lifting her butt of the mat and nearly unseating Shay. Shay locks her hands together and slams an axe handle down into BreAnn’s chest. BreAnn collapses to the mat. For good measure, Shay slams a series of more axe handles down into her foe’s chest. Shay lifts herself off of the stunned BreAnn, drives her knee into the blonde's gut. Standing quickly, Shay grabs her foe’s legs, spreads them wide and drives her knee into BreAnn’s wounded crotch.

BreAnn shrieks, sits up and then collapses onto her side, rocking and holding her crotch. Shay grabs a leg and twists, forcing BreAnn to roll onto her belly where BreAnn goes berserk, kicking her legs and thrashing her body. But Shay holds on and even manages to twist BreAnn part way onto her side, holding the blonde's left leg bent backwards. Shay reaches down to grab BreAnn’s free leg, going for a Boston Crab but BreAnn twists her body and flails her free leg until her foot slams into the Shay's wounded ribs. BreAnn lashes out again and this time drives her foot into Shay's ribs. BreAnn slowly rises, pushing her hair back off her face, feeling her puffy lip, her swollen eye. Shay also struggles to her feet, holding her ribs and scowling.

The girls circle each other panting heavily. BreAnn holds up her hands and Shay obliges her in a test of strength. Their fingers lock tight, turn white as hands quiver and bodies press together. Slowly, BreAnn gains the advantage and drives the tough Shay to her knees. BreAnn twists her hands, bending the brunette's fingers backward, near to breaking point. Shay shrieks, yanks her left hand free and slams her fist up into the blonde's crotch. BreAnn tries to pull away, but Shay holds her in place as she thumps her fist into BreAnn’s crotch and belly. BreAnn drops to her knees. Shay slams an uppercut into her foe’s chin and shoves her to her back. Shay, slams a knee into BreAnn’s gut, squats down hard on BreAnn’s belly and immediately goes back to work on her tits. BreAnn drives her right fist up into Shay's face, bloodying her nose. BreAnn thrusts up, hips bucking wildly and throws the dazed Shay from her perch.

BreAnn, up quickly, kicks down hard, nailing Shay's ribs. She hair hauls Shay off the mat and slams her knee into the brunette's chin. Shay fall onto her back. BreAnn stomps Shay's belly. BreAnn smiles, then lands a double knee drop on Shay's ribs. The former Penthouse model rolls to her belly, trying to cover up. BreAnn squats down on her back, yanks up on Shay's hair and locks on a camel clutch. The young blonde seems immensely satisfied when Shay cries out in agony.

BreAnn stands, hair-hauling Shay to her feet. On her way up, Shay throws a fist into BreAnn’s belly, but BreAnn retaliates with a push to Shay's chest that knocks her to her knees. Again, BreAnn hair hauls Shay to her feet and hammerlocks BreAnn’s left arm, shoving her forward into the corner turnbuckle where she pins her. Shay screams as BreAnn concentrates on the punishing hammerlock, pulling up on the trapped arm with both hands. In a momentary lapse of concentration, BreAnn does not see Shay tensing her neck. When it snaps back, it catches BreAnn square on the nose. In a flash, Shay uses what she has left to throw off the hammerlock, spin and to start to beat BreAnn's sides with both fists, driving her against the ropes. BreAnn, her last reserves of strength spent, struggles to keep her guard up from the brunette's onslaught, and wobbles, before sagging to her knees. Shay's bruised fists then switch to deliver open-palm slaps that crack home above the roar of the crowd.

BreAnn's hands finally drop away from her face and she collapses against the turnbuckle. Shay wraps her arms around her waist, lifts BreAnn up, and in spite of the agony from her own ribs, exerts a bearhug of her own. BreAnn's legs dangle, swaying limply as Shay carries her slowly out to the centre of the ring where, after planting her feet, Shay grunts and wrings every last ounce of resistance out of the overinflated blonde.

Shay walks triumphantly around the ring, shaking BreAnn like a rag doll before finally tossing her body to the mat. Planting her right foot firmly on BreAnn's throat, Shay raises her arms high, tosses her hair back, and raises her arms in victory. As she does so, she gives her ass a flirtacious wiggle so that beads of sweat drip from her erect nipples onto her vanquished foe. Hef, mouth drooling, claps spellbound:
"Welcome to the club, Shay."

albone

Great story, kjwx109. I love the back and forth action. Also, great details in the sexy moves and insight into what the fighters are thinking. I found myself liking both girls quite a bit, but especially Shay, so her win was extra cool.

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midriffluvr

That was incredible. Way to go, kw. Shay wins by sexy bearhug

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dungood

yet another great story love the test of strength and the close fights