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You reach up and grab her boobs, giving them a proper squeeze.  Beth throws her head back and lets out a piercing shriek of agony.

“AAAAIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!” 

YOU HAVE HER!  You squeeze again and start twisting viciously.  Beth squirms on top of you then grabs for your hands, a SURE sign she is weakening.  You lunge forward and she drops to her bac.  You are on top of her! 

You squeeze harder.  She screams.

“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!”

You release her breasts and wrap your fingers around her throat.  She can do nothing.  You squeeze with all your might.  She claws desperately at your hands, trying to dislodge them, but her strength is clearly drained. 

 Suddenly, her arms and legs go limp, her eyes widen and stare glassy into nothingness.  Her tongue lolls out.  She’s dead.

DING! DING! DING!

“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT….WITH HER 39^th KILL…..HARMONY!!!”

You can hardly believe it!  You have killed Beth!  You remain perched on your kill for several minutes, basking in the glory of your victory as the stands boom out your name in a unified chant.

 “HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY! HARMONY!”

At long last you stand up slowly over your kill,  placing a foot firmly on her chest before you raise your arms in victory.

THE END

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