Mandi vs. Teagan 8-14-2473

Mandi vs. Teagan

(The Bloody Mattress)

I start the day out with a grudge rematch at The Bloody Mattress.  It’s to be Mandi and Teagan, both of whose sexual company I enjoy immensely so I the truth is no matter which of these two hot young girls emerges victorious on the mattress I will win.  They have fought twice and Teagan has won both times, though in each case it was a decent fight so really this is anyone’s bout.  When I enter the venue just before noon the girls are already standing on their respective sides of the brand new light green fighting mattress.  It is sure not to be clean much longer.  The two female warriors stare at each other with evil intent, standing stock still as they wait for the bell.  Finally the loudspeaker crackles and the voice of the announcer rings through the small venue. 

Mandi comes from "The Slums" where gangs of girls group together who all wear the same type of panties.  Unlike the Academy girls, they do not group together by hair color.  Many of them, such as Mandi, have a habit of never washing their fighting panties, which they use as a sort of weapon, particularly effective if they can get their opponent trapped in a face sit.  These fighters are known as "Dirty Panty Girls."

Teagan on the other hand is from the much more affluent and snobby Suburbia area and looks down on girls from The Slums, considering herself better than them.  This of course fuels the hatred between her and Mandi.

“WELCOME TO THE BLOODY MATTRESS!”

A cheer from the crowd.  The doors open at 11:00 and are closed as soon as the spectator capacity of 200 is reached.  Knowing I am here to watch and reward the winner of the first fight brings women in from all over the city to try to get in. Many are disappointed but the fights will be simulcast from any number of bars around the Outer City and the crowd has dispersed to get to one of these locations where they can watch, or back to their homes where they can enjoy the brawls on Pay Per View Holo vids in comfort.

“OUR FIRST FIGHT TODAY IS A HIGH NOON GRUDGE MATCH!” 

Another loud cheer from the crowd.  It’s not necessarily going to be a death match, but when two girls hate each other as much as these two do, anything can happen in the course of a fight.

“On THIS side of the fighting mattress…in the magenta panties with purple trim…  TEAGAN!”  A cheer from Teagan’s supporters.

“Teagan is 18 years old.  Her OC record stands at 4 wins, 3 losses and 1 kill!”

A pause is taken to allow the spectators to absorb the information.

“And on THIS side of the fighting mattress…in the floral print panties…her opponent….MANDI!”  Another cheer, somewhat less enthusiastic.  Followers of fight careers in the Outer City know Teagan has already beaten this girl twice, and is therefore the odds on favorite to win the bout.

“Mandi is 18 years old, and her OC record stands at 2 wins, 3 losses, 0 kills!”

“You’re about to get OWNED little girl!”  someone shouts from the crowd.  Mandi is unphased.

“Fighters wait on your side of the mattress until the bell rings, and then fight until only you is conscious.”

I look at my watch.  It’s 11:59, so any second the bell will-

DING! DING! DING!

With a snarl both the young girls take two steps to the center of the mattress and exchange a couple violent jabs to the face and chest.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD

And quickly lock up in a standing pig tail pulling lock up.  They groan and gasp loudly, then drop to their knees.

“GET HER TEAGAN!”

“WASTE THAT LITTLE WHORE!

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

They struggle desperately on the mattress for several minutes.  Teagan seems to be getting the upper hand. She starts to get up, pulling the brunette to her feet, then…

PLUD!  She takes a punch to the gut and pitches forward while Mandi scoots back, all the way to the edge of the mattress.  Teagan is doubled over in front of her.  She raises her right foot and kicks Teagan in the bridge of the nose, breaking it.

CRUNCH!!!

“AAAAAIIIIEEEE!!!” The blonde girl lets out a blood curdling shriek.

“YEAH MANDI!”

“KILL THAT BLONDE SLUT!”

Teagan flops to her back, covering her face and wailing in agony.  Mandi gets off the mattress, keeping a close eye on the stone faced moderators, and grabs the cage to steady herself.  They make no move to taze her.  Apparently getting off the mattress is allowed today.  (The specific rules of the Bloody Mattress are randomly changed every day without notice, and fighters must decide through trial and error what is allowed and what isn’t.)

Mandi walks around to the other side of the mattress, where Teagan is curled up at the edge, still cradling her broken nose.  She grabs her by both pig tails and hauls her to her feet, off the mattress, slams her face first into the chain link wall of the cage with a crash and a groan from her prey, and that’s when the mod steps forward and zaps her with her Tazer gun.

ZZZZZZZZ!

Teagan crumples to the dirt floor of the fighting cage cupping her bleeding face with both hands.  Mandi flops onto her back across the mattress, twitching from the Tazer jolt. 

“NOW’S YOUR CHANCE TEAGAN!  GET HER! GET HER! GET HER!”

Mandi is incapacitated for a moment, but Teagan is hurt bad.  She squirms across the floor, clinging to the chain link cage wall.  She gets to the side at the end of the mattress and pulls herself into a sitting position.  Blood is gushing from her smashed nose and she is crying like a baby but sees Mandi is down.  She snuffs a bloody snot droplet back up her nose and surveys the situation.  Slowly she crawls toward the mattress and climbs back on, making her way warily towards her hated foe.

“TEAGAN! TEAGAN! TEAGAN! TEAGAN! TEAGAN!”

The rhythmic chant of the crowd seems to give her some energy and she grabs Mandi’s feet and spins her around so the girl is lying fully along the mattress and raises a leg to mount her.  Mandi is still twitching but can do nothing as Teagan straddles her.

SPLAT!  Teagan punches her in the face.  Blood peppers the air and the brunette fighter’s body lurches.  Teagan relaxes into her straddle mount and wipes some fresh blood away from her nose.

“DON’T FUCK AROUND GIRL!  FINISH HER!”

But Teagan doesn’t look satisfied.  She slides further up Mandi’s belly and raises up just over her head, brings her arm back and…

CRACK!!!

…slaps her in the face.  One of Mandi’s legs twitches. 

“COME ON BITCH!  GET UP! I WANNA FIGHT!!!”

Teagan looks around at the frenzied crowd, taking her time and catching her breath.  She makes eye contact with me and smiles, licks her lips, and reaches down for Mandi’s throat with her left hand.  She start to cock her right fist back, maybe for a finishing punch, and suddenly her face contorts in pain and she shrieks.

“AAAAIIIIEEEEE!!!”  and tumbles off the side of the mattress, hitting the cage as she reaches down to cradle her vagina.  Mandi had managed to curl her claws up and deliver a nasty back to front crotch rake.  The brunette is still on her back, but is stirring and coughing.  Finally she starts to sit up and sits there gulping large breaths of air in.

“OOOOoohhhhh…”  Teagan moans in agony, then once again starts squirming to the other side of the small cage, trying to get as far away from Mandi as she can until she can regroup.  Mandi starts to crawl towards the end of the mattress, staring at her hated enemy with wide eyes. 

Mandi steps off the mattress and snatches Teagan by one pig tail.  She eyes the moderator warily as she pulls her foe up and over to the mattress, tossing her back on.  As soon as Teagan hits the pad she frantically scampers off the other side and backs up against the cage, whimpering and watching Mandi with widened scared eyes.  Mandi starts moving along the perimeter of the cage and Teagan does the same, staying on the exact opposite side of the cage and keeping the mattress in between them.

“What’s the matter bitch?  Are you scared?” Mandi taunts as the two girls slowly circle the cage.  “I thought you wanted to FIGHT?!?” 

“FUCK YOU! I’LL KILL YOU”  Teagan spits back but continues to sidestep around the perimeter.  The crowd starts to grow restless.  (It never takes long.)

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

Finally, the two girls make another pass and end up on the opposite short ends of the small green mattress.  They each take one tentative step towards the fighting mattress, never taking their eyes off each other.  Then they step up… 

“GRRRRRRR!!!!!” They growl savagely as they each suddenly lunge forward and lock up in a bear hug in the middle of the mattress.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!  They thump each other in the belly a couple times and then lock up tighter, belly to belly, grasping each other by the waistband of the panties with one hand and a pig tail with the other.  Both girls moan loudly in pain, desperation and fear.  Whoever loses this fight is going to lose BAD.  

The crowd is once again getting restless.  They want to see who is the superior woman in this desperate battle.

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

“Ooooohhhhhh…”  The moans of the two teenage brawlers mingles together and sounds almost sexual in nature.  Their sweaty bodies tighten together and then loosen, each girl takes a couple ragged breaths, then their bodies slap together again.

“UNGH!”  They grunt in pain, relax, then throw their bodies together again with a loud slap.

“UNGH!!!”  Teagan’s head lolls back…she is fading !  Mandi sees she has the advantage and props one leg up, gaining a mount on the blonde’s belly.  Teagan collapses backward, Mandu has her!  She quickly mounts her prey, straddling her at the crotch.  She cocks her fist.

THAP! THAO! THAP! THAP! THAP! THAO! 

Teagan’s legs jerk and stiffen then go limp as the savage face pummeling is administered,  The bloodthirsty throng of women crowded around the small fighting cage go wild.

“YEAH!!!”

“FUCK THAT BITCH UP!!!”

“YOU GOT HER YOU GOT HER YOU GOT HER!”

THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP!   Mandi is working away at her victim furiously now with both fists, splattering blood everywhere.  Teagan is completely limp and in danger of being finished off for good. 

DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!

At last the warning bell is mercilessly rung.  Mandi immediately ceases her attack and plops her weight down on her butt, sitting across the destroyed blonde’s crotch.  She pants and gasps for breath, nearly exhausted herself from the savage beating she has administered to her foe.  

“MANDI! MANDI! MANDI! MANDI! MANDI!”  The crowd is chanting the name of the victorious young female fighter.  Mandi seems almost surprised to have won and beraly aware of what’s going on herself.  Even though this is the first fight of the day the light green mattress, fresh just minutes ago, is already soggy with blood from the violent brawl that has just taken place.  Finally, Mandi seems to have regained her composure a bit and crawls over her vanquished enemy.  She swings one open hand back…

CRACK!!!

 And gives Teagan a nasty slap across the face that turns her face to the side.  The blonde’s body jerks once and falls limp again. 

“TALK SOME MORE SHIT NOW WHORE!!!”  Mandi shrieks in the face of her unconscious opponent.  Then she struggles to her feet, wavering slightly.  Then at last she drops one foot heavily in the middle of Teagan’s firm round breasts and raises her arms. 

DING! DING! DING!

“HERE IS YOUR WINNER……MANDI!!!!”

The victorious young brunette holds her victory pose and locks eyes with me.  I know what is expected of me.  I get out of my cage side chair and am let into the fighting cage.  Mandi waits for me to get to her then she pulls me in close, still keeping her foot planted on the destroyed Teagan’s chest while she kisses me.  The crowd is cheering loudly as I am pulled down onto the mattress next to Teagan’s prone form.  Being very aroused from the fight she has just won, it doesn’t take e long to satisfy the young brawler.  The exhausted Mandi heads for home and Teagan is drug out of the cage.  She will be waking up in the hospital in a day or two.  I know I have not seen the last of these two.

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