Wednesday, March 4, 2020

3-16-2475 Harmony vs. Trish



I arrive at The Poison Lair shortly before midnight.  I feel nervous about the next bout, as one of my favorite girls is about to enter into the fight of her life against an opponent I’m not sure she can beat, and here it is my duty to remain impartial until the final bell is rung and one of these two girls is lying dead on the canvas. 

This fight has been brewing for a couple years now.  The first time I saw these girls square off was at the Bloody Mattress in the spring of 2474 and Trish absolutely ANNIHILATED Harmony.  Then, a couple nights ago, the two went at it in Harmony’s bedroom not once, not twice but three separate times.  I had gone home with Harmony after she won an easy victory over Luna at the Junior Fight Ring.  As usual she had turned on the red light and it was Trish who answered the challenge.  They fought savagely for nearly 20 minutes before Harmony finally dropped Trish to the floor with a beautiful uppercut.  She left her laying spread eagled at the foot of the bed and climbed on top of me for victory sex.  In the wee hours of the morning Harmony was suddenly yanked off of me by her hair and another brutal fight ensued.  This time it was Harmony lying unconscious on the floor while Trish fucked me.  In the morning Trish slapped Harmony awake and taunted her with her fists, begging for a third round.  Harmony got up, adjusted the waist band of her panties, and the two young women engaged in an EPIC brawl.  At the end of it Harmony was carted off to the hospital and Trish fucked me once more in Harmony’s bed.

Harmony got out of the hospital this morning and immediately challenged Trish to a fight to the death at Midnight.  Trish happily accepted, and here we are, minutes from the opening bell of what couple very well be Harmony’s last bout.  The butterflies in my stomach are going crazy as I wait for the match to begin.  Finally the Executioner climbs through the ropes with her megaphone.

“LADIES AND ISHMAEL!!! ARE YOU READY FOR A DEATH MATCH!?!”

The crowd erupts into joyful cheers and applause.  This is what the women of Green Tower City live for.  I take another drink from my cocktail to try to calm my nerves. 

“NOW APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE LIGHT GREEN TERRYCLOTH PANTIES……HARMONY!!!”

My raven haired warrior woman strolls calmly down the aisle towards the ring.  She stops to straddle me in my chair, kissing me long and hard while the crowd chants her name.  She dry humps me for a second but is very careful to make sure she doesn’t cum in her fighting panties.  She dismounts me, gives me a wink, and climbs through the ropes to go to her corner.

“HARMONY IS 18 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 26 WINS, 6 LOSSES AND 6 KILLS!!!”

The crowd cheers enthusiastically.  Harmony relaxes against the turnbuckles in her corner. 

“AND NOW….APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE MOTTLED ORANGE PANTIES…..TRISH!!!”

The crowd erupts into frenzied cheering as the pig tailed brawler strolls confidently down the aisle.  She also straddles me in my chair for a make out session while Harmony glares at us. 

“This bitch is finished.”  Trish says as she climbs off me and hops up onto the side of the ring.  Harmony takes a couple steps out of her corner as Trish climbs through the ropes and the Executioner puts up a warning hand.  No fighting before the  bell will be tolerated, but these two girls clearly can’t wait to get their hands on each other.  Trish walks dangerously close to Harmony’s corner as she makes her way to her own spot on the opposite side of the ring.  Harmony takes another step forward and Trish seductively swaggers her hips.  If the Executioner wasn’t there they would go at it right now.  They will get their chance soon enough though and Trish finally walks over to her corner, turns, and relaxes against the padded turnbuckles. 

“TRISH IS 24 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 117 WINS….14 LOSSES….AND 26 KILLS!!!”

Trish’s record is pretty impressive.  I hope her kill count isn’t about to go up by one.  I glance at Harmony who is staring wide eyed at her adversary.  Her perfect round breasts rise and fall as she sucks in deep breaths of air, preparing herself mentally for the battle she is about to engage in. 

“ALL RIGHT LADIES….APPROACH THE CENTER OF THE RING AND STAND CHEST TO CHEST!  NO ATTACKS!!!” 

Slowly Harmony and Trish walk towards each other and press their breasts together.  They glare into each other’s eyes as their chests rise and fall.  The tension in the packed arena is palpable.

“THIS IS A FIGHT TO THE DEATH!  DO YOU BOTH AGREE TO THIS?”

“YES!”  The two girls shout without hesitation. 



“RETURN TO YOUR CORNERS AND WHEN THE BELL RINGS….FIGHT!”

They back away from each other, never taking their eyes off one another as they back into their corners.  The arena falls eerily silent as the seconds until fight time tick away. 



DING! DING! DING!

Harmony and Trish charge out of their corners at each other.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

The crowd goes wild as the two young women pummel each other in the center of the ring.  Blood peppers the air and both girls are hurt.   The frenzied fist fight continues for a full minute before Harmony and Trish collapse into each other in a staggering bear hug. 

“GASP! GASP! GASP! YOU FUCKING SLUT!”

“OOOhhhhhh….you’re fucking DEAD WHORE!!!”

“UNGH…”

“OOohhhhhh…”

PLUD!!! Trish gives Harmony a knee to the crotch.  She winces in pain from the blow then quickly returns the hit.

PLUD!!!  They immediately collapse into each other again and stumble about.  They grab each other’s waistbands with one hand, then reach up for hair with the other.

“UNGH!!!”  Harmony lets out a sharp cry of pain.  Trish seems to be wearing her down.

“GAH!!!”  Trish lets out a surprised shriek as Harmony gives her pigtails a nasty tug.  Her knees buckle but suddenly she releases Harmony’s hair and slaps her in the face.

CRACK!!!  Harmony stumbles away and drops to her knees.  Trish drops to her butt.  They immediately lunge forward and lock up again, now hugging each other on their knees.

“UNGH!!!”  Harmony groans.

“OOOOHhhhhhhh”  Trish moans. 

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”  The crowd chants.  Trish raises one nee and suddenly the girls topple over.  Trish is on top.  She slaps a fist down into Harmony’s exposed belly.

THUD!!!

“WHOULF!!!”  Blood sprays from Harmony’s mouth as she grunts in pain.  She starts to curl up but Trish quickly scrambles on top of her, straddling her at the crotch, she cocks her fist.

THUD!!! A punch to the face.  Harmony’s legs jerk once and she flails about, trying to get Trish off her.

THUD!!! Another punch to the face and Harmony goes limp.  Trish sits on her prey and takes large baps of breath as she surveys her surroundings.  Finally she stands up slowly.  My heart sinks.  She could clearly finish Harmony off with one well placed stomp.  She circles her foe slowly, pondering how to proceed.  Suddenly she gives the unconscious Harmony a swift crotch stomp.

THUD!! Harmony’s body jerks and she rolls over onto her belly.  She pukes.  Trish give her a doggy style cunt punt.

THUD!!! More puke and blood splatter the canvas in front of Harmony’s face.  Her eyes are wide with terror.  She is in trouble.  She might be outmatched tonight.  Trish reaches down and grabs her by the hair. 

“GET UP!”  Trish shouts as she hauls the quivering girl up to her feet by the hair.

THUD!!! Harmony nails her with a punch to the gut.  Trish loses her grip and stumbles back a couple steps.  Harmony almost falls back down but manages to remain standing.  She steps forward and slaps Trish in the face.

CRACK!!!

Trish is sent staggering backward towards the ropes.  Harmony moves in on her, grabs both her pig tails and brings a knee up into her crotch.

THUD!!!

Trish winces in agony and jumps forward, wrapping her arms and legs around Harmony’s body.  The raven haired fighter isn’t expecting this but she quickly wraps her arms around Trish’s butt, holding her up.  She then drives her foe into the corner of the ring.

THUD!! The ropes shake with the impact of the two girls slamming into the turnbuckle.  Trish is limp against the corner.  Harmony steps up onto the bottom rope.  She’s going for a corner mount.

“AAAIIIIEEEEE!!!” Harmony shrieks in agony when Trish suddenly grabs her by the crotch and gives her womanhood a squeeze and a twist.  She drops to her butt, rubbing her crotch.  Trish drops off the ropes and lands on her hands and knees in front of Harmony.

“YOU FUCKING CUNT!”  Trish howls and scrambles towards Harmony, who scoots away on her butt as quick as she can.  Trish lunges forward but Harmony manages to get a foot up in the air that connects with Trish’s face.  She topples to the canvas on her back, covering her face.  Harmony turns over and quickly crawls to the opposite side of the ring.  She grabs the ropes and pulls herself up to her feet, then turns to survey her foe, who is on the opposite side of the ring now, also using the ropes to pull herself up. Both  of them glisten with sweat.  Blood is dripping from their faces and splatters of it are all over the light gray canvas.  They get to their feet and suck in huge gasps.  Then they begin to walk the perimeter of the ring, still holding the top rope and keeping each other on the opposite side of the ring. 

The tension in the arena mounts.

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

With mutual shrugs if determination Harmony and Trish finally stagger towards the center of the ring.  They raise their fists and start to circle.  Neither of them is underestimating the other anymore.  They both look a little scared now.  They make a full rotation with their fists up.  Then another.  They start in on a third rotation then Harmony suddenly steps forward and throws a jab at Trish’s face.

SWISH!! Trish ducks under the blow and nails Harmony in the face with a straight jab that smashes her nose.  Blood sprays the air.

“UNGH!”  Harmony groans and stumbles back..  Trish steps back then forward, then suddenly spins and throws a high kick, connecting with the side of Harmony’s head.

THUD!!!  Harmony spits a fresh spray of crimson up into the lights as her head is thrown back.   She drops onto her back with a thud.

THUD!!! Her back hits first and her arms and legs follow.  She’s twitching.  Trish drops to her hands and knees, takes  couple deep breaths, then crawls towards her prone enemy.  She raises a knee and mounts her. 

CRACK!!! She slaps Harmony in the face.  Harmony’s legs twitch but she remains limp.

CRACK!!! Another face slap. Trish wants to punish her some more before finishing her off.

CRACK!!!  Harmony twitches. 

CRACK!!!  Trish slowly begins to stand up over her prey again, pulling her up by the hair.  Holding her head a couple feet off the canvas, she gives her a rapid series of slaps.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

PLUD!!! Harmony suddenly swings an arm up and punches Trish square in the crotch. 

“OOF!!!”  The pig tailed girl’s eyes widen and she loses her grip on Harmony’s hair.  She staggers back, covering her wounded womanhood.    Harmony crawls a few feet away then struggles to her feet.  The girls rush towards each other.

PLAP!!! Their sweaty bodies slap together in the center of the ring and they again grab each other by the hair and waistbands.

“UNGH!!!” Harmony moans.


“OOOOHHHHHH!”  Trish groans.  Their crotches grind together as they tug and pull, trying to yank each other down but still holding each other close. 

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”  The crowd chants.

PLUD!!! The girls drop to their butts, still holding each other by the hair and waistbands.  Trish wraps her legs around Harmony’s midsection and the raven haired girl does the same.  They topple over onto their sides, still wrapped around each other.  They let go of each other’s panties and go for two handed hairpulls. 

“OOOhhhhh GOD!!! OOOOhhhhhhh!!!”  Harmony moans loudly.

“OOOOhhh you fucking cunt!  OhhhhhhhHHHHH!!!”  Trish moans loudly.  They roll over.  Harmony is on top.  She bucks her pelvis, slamming her crotch into Trish’s.  They both grunt in pain.  She does it again.

THUD!!!  

 Harmony then raises her body up and drops it back into her opponent.  Trish’s arms and legs jerk and go limp, but the impact takes a toll on Harmony as well.  She raises again for another.

THUD!!! Trish jerks.  Harmony rolls off and onto her back, gasping for air.  Blood is EVERYWHERE.  Trish lies there twitching. 

“YOU GOT HER HARMONY!  FINISH HER!!!”  I think to myself.  I really want to cheer Harmony on but that is strictly against the rules of etiquette.  Trish twitches a little more.  She is coming to.  Harmony doesn’t seem to notice.  Trish sits up and starts to crawl towards Harmony.  Harmony sees her finally and lunges forward.  Their bodies slap together as they once again lock up in another kneeling bear hug.

“OOOhhhhh!”  The girls both let out a low grumbling groan that blends together into one expression of exhausted determination.  I wonder how much longer this violent brawl can possibly last. 

“GUH!!!”  Trish is getting up, and has Harmony by the hair and waistband, pulling her up with her.

“I’m gonna finish you off now.”  Trish says.  Harmony gives her a crotch rake.

“AAAK!”  Trish lets out a squeal of pain but doesn’t lose her grip.  Instead she takes Harmony and rushes her across the ring towards a turnbuckle.

PLUD!! The ring shakes as Trish slams Harmony’s face into the top turnbuckle. She holds her up by the hair, not letting her fall, and hauls her back for another blow.

THUD!!!  This time she lets Harmony bounce off the turnbuckle and flop onto her back. She quickly stomps her in the crotch.

PLUD!!! Harmony’s body lurches and goes limp.  Trish grabs her by the ankles and drags her to the center of the ring, positioning her so her crotch is facing me, she lets Harmony’s legs drop heavily to the canvas.  Harmony is completely at Trish’s mercy now, spread eagles and out cold at her feet.  She slowly circles her victim, her breasts rising and falling as she takes in big lungfuls of air.  She circles her twice, then stoops over her face and arcs her open palm way back.

CRACK!!!

CRACK!!!

CRACK!!!

Harmony twitches and spits out a fresh spray of blood.  Trish arcs her back and stands tall over her victim. 

“TIME TO DIE BITCH!”  She raises her right foot up in the air, her heel pointed right at Harmony’s throat.  She’s going to finish her with a throat stomp.  I want to look away but I can’t. 

THUD!!!  Harmony suddenly lands a kick right up into Trish’s exposed crotch.

“UNGH”  The pig tailed woman squawks in agony and stumbles back, rubbing her vagina. Harmony rolls onto her belly and starts squirming away.  Trish staggers all the way back into the ropes and doubles over.  She vomits over the edge of the ring.  Harmony is at the edge of the ring.  She is clutching at the edge, trying to pull herself out of the ring.  Trish finally straightens up and strolls over to her.  She reaches down and grabs her by the hair.  Again she pulls Harmony’s dead weight up by the hair.

CRACK!! Harmony gets a face slap in, and then a frenzied exchange of punches takes place.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

After a couple seconds of pummeling they again lock up in a bear hug.  I don’t know how either of them still have any fight left.  They moan and groan loudly as they stagger around the ring, clutching each other around the midsection.

“AAAIIIIEEEEEE!”  Both girls shriek in pain as they simultaneously reach forward and give each other savage crotch rakes.   The lock up is broken and they both fall to their butts, rubbing their crotches.

“BITCH!!!” Harmony howls.

“WHORE!!!”  Trish responds.  They sit there for a couple quick seconds, rubbing their wounded crotches.  Then finally they begin to circle each other on their hands and knees.  What a fight this is turning into!  Slowly, methodically, they circle each other like a couple of jungle cats about to fight over a scrap of meat.  They both seem reluctant to continue at this point, but this fight will only end one way.  As they begin their third slow rotation, the crowd can no longer bottle their anticipation.

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

I see Harmony taking long ragged breaths.  I don’t think I have ever seen her this scared.  Trish is also breathing heavily and seems worried.  Finally they crawl towards each other.

THUD!!! Harmony punches Trish in the face.

THUD! Trish punches Harmony in the face.  The remain on their knees.  Both girls wipe away some blood, then another flurry of blows occurs.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!  Blood splatters everywhere and they again lock up in a kneeling hug. The moans of pain and exhaustion from the fighters is loud enough to be heard over the din of cheers from the crowd.  One or both of them could simply collapse dead at any moment it seems.  They move forward, pressing their bellies and crotches together.  Both girls are openly sobbing in pain and fear now.

“OOOhhhh GOD!!! OHHHHHHhhhhh…”

“….fucking….ungh….cunt….ungh…you’re….ungh…..dead…..OOOhhhhhh…” 

“GLACK!” Suddenly Trish has her fingers coiled around Harmony’s neck.  She’s going to strangle her.  I know this is a personal weakness of Harmony’s and again my stomach turns in anticipation of Harmony’s demise.  Trish starts to rise, her fingers tight around Harmony’s throat.  Harmony grabs at Trish’s wrists desperately but she is losing the battle!  Trish is almost to her feet. 

PLUD!!! Harmony collapses backward and Trish stays right on top of her, mounting her at the crotch.  Harmony’s legs kick and writhe. This could be it for her.

“TRISH! TRISH! TRISH! TRISH! TRISH! TRISH!”  The bloodthirsty crowd chants the name of the impending victress. 

“GURK!!!”  With a sudden look of surprise Trish lets out a squawk of pain.  Harmony has grabbed her by the throat and now the two young women are in a strangulation fight.  Trish still has the advantage in more ways than one.  She is on top.  She is stronger, and the leather choker she wears around her throat is a good defense against strangulation.  Harmony’s legs kick and writhe.  I feel sorry for her.  I think this is over.



“GAAAKKK!!”  But suddenly Trish sprays a mouthful of blood up into the lights and her eyes widen.  Harmony has managed to get her thumbs under the pig tailed fighter’s leather choker!  Trish is in trouble!  She lets go of Harmony’s throat and makes a grab for her attacker’ hands.  Now it is Trish whose legs kick and flop uselessly as the life is choked out of her. 

“Get her Harmony!  GET HER!!!”  I think to myself.  Trish is coughing and kicking.  Her face is turning red.  Her eyes bulge….

THUD!  And Trish’s arms and legs flop to the simultaneously drop to the canvas.

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

“WE HAVE A WINNER!!!!”

The crowd roars it’s approval.  My heart is thumping out of my chest.  Harmony did it!  She continues to straddle her victim for several long minutes while she catches her breath.  She looks surprised at her own victory.  The crowd begins to chant her name.

“HAR-MOH-MEE!!!  HAR-MOH-NEE!!!  HAR-MOH-NEE!” 

Slowly my raven haired warrior girl struggles to her feet over her defeated adversary.  Trish’s body occasionally gives a reflexive jerk as more blood pours out of her, forming puddles on the canvas near her head.  Harmony places one foot on her face, turning it to the side as she raises he arms and flexes for a victory pose.

DING! DING! DING!



“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT….WITH HER SEVENTH KILL……HARMONY!!!!”

“HAR-MOH-NEE!   HAR-MOH-NEE!  HAR-MOH-NEE!”  

I stand up out of my seat, not even trying to hide the huge boner I have.  I climb through the ropes and approach the victorious fighter, who has her arms out for me.  She holds her victory pose while we make out, and soon she collapses against me, completely out of steam. 

“Don’t forget your trophy” I whisper into her ear.  Harmony reaches down, lifts one of Trish’s legs and yanks her panties off by the crotch before letting the dead girl’s leg drop heavily back to the canvas.  Another trophy to add to Harmony’s growing collection of panties tacked up over the headboard of her bed.  I put my arm around Harmony’s waist, running my finger along the waistband of her fuzzy fighting panties as I help her out of the ring. 

We are going to lock the door and have a quiet evening celebrating her victory together.


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