Jobber Girls: Catfight

By Hajduk81

The phone rang much too early that day. Between trying to recover from her first tag match with her new partner Allison to putting in some time at the gym to try and stay in some semblance of good shape, Karen hard been feeling too tired to field a phone call at 9:00 a.m. Still she found the strength to roll over from bed and pick it up. To her pleasant surprise, Allison had given her the wake up call.

“Morning partner,” said Allison, who was way too cheerful for this time of day. “How are you feeling since our match last week?”
“Humph,” said Karen, who was still trying to sake the sleep from her voice. “I’m alright.”
“Awesome, cause I’ve got this huge favor to ask you,” Allison replied. “I talked to this friend of mine at one of those companies that make sexy female wrestling videos and he said that they need a couple of girls for a taping this afternoon. Job pays $1,000 each!”
“I don’t know,” Karen said. “I just had a match only a week ago and I’m good with cash now.”
“Oh come on,” Allison pleaded. “It’s not like these girls are professionals. It’s all just cat fighting. The kind of fighting you used to do with your sister or roommate.”
Karen thought it over a minute. If she had been able to withstand going toe to toe with the girls in a pro federation, this shouldn’t be a problem. Plus, it might feel good to actually win a match for once.
“Alright,” Karen said. “I’ll do it.”
“Great,” Allison said. “I already told them you would!”

Allison gave Karen the address and directions to the gym where they were holding the taping and told her to be there at 11 a.m. sharp. With time being so short, Karen only had time for a quick shower before throwing on some sweats and heading to the gym. She met Allison outside the gym and they went in together. The place was pretty small and most of the space that was available was taken up by the ring. The video producer was busy going over some last minute details with his cameraman when the girls went over to him and smiled.
“Hey Allison,” he said as he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “This must be your friend. Yeah, she’ll do just nicely. We are short on time so go behind that curtain over there and get into you’re bikinis. We need you in the ring in 10 minutes. Now you guys have the B match on this so keep the match to about 5 minutes.”
“Sounds good,” Allison said. “By the way, who are we facing?”
“Who do you think,” the producer said. “You’re facing each other.”
The girls eyes widened in surprise. “What!” Allison said. “You never said anything about me having to fight her. She’s my partner. Not my opponent.”
“Right,” Karen added. “I’m not going to fight Allison. She’s my friend.”
“Look,” the producer said. “I really don’t have time for this. You either fight each other or I’ll get some girls who will. And if I have to delay this shooting, Allison, this will be the last time I ask you to do a video.”
Karen was still opposed to the idea, and she assumed Allison would stand by her. That was, until, Allison shouted out, “Okay, we’ll do it.” She turned to Karen before her partner could object and whispered to her. “Look, Karen, I really need this job and I can’t be cut off for future videos. Pleasssse?”
Taking a deep sigh, Karen whispered back, “Alright, but this is the only time I’m doing this.”
“You’re the best,” Allison said. “Okay, we’ll do it!”

The girls went behind the curtain and undressed. There was a trunk of bikinis waiting for them. Allison rooted around and was able to find a matching set that fit. It was a very simple white top with a matching white bottom. Karen rooted around but had to settle on a mismatched set. She wore a lacy white top with a bright blue bottom. The girls came from behind the curtain and made their way to the ring. The ring wasn’t what the girls were used to. The mat was much harder and the ropes were not fastened as tight.
“Looks like we’ll have to be careful,” Allison whispered to Karen.

Suddenly, a blonde girl wearing a black and white one-piece bathing suit came into the ring.
“Hey there,” said the young girl. “My name is Jesse. I’ll be your ref.”
“Hi,” Allison said. “This is Karen and I’m Allison. This is her first time.”
“Well then let me give you some advice, Karen.” Jesse replied. “Make this match look good. You really need to get into it. Oh, and it’s got to look sexy. If the producer likes what he sees, he’ll totally bring you back. If you have any questions just follow Allison’s lead”

“Alright girls,” the producer said. “Get to a corner and we’ll start taping.” They did as were told. Karen watched as Allison made her way to a corner and started stretching. She bent over, showing her tight butt to the camera and then felt herself up as she straightened up. Karen saw this and did the same. Then Jesse came over to Karen and said, “Alright, I need to frisk you.” Karen looked at Allison, who gave her a notion like this was normal. Karen lifted her arms up and the frisking began. It was unlike any search she’d received as a pro. Jesse started very slow putting her hands on Karen’s butt as she felt it up. Jesse then moved her hands to the front and started feeling her crotch. It made Karen feel a bit uncomfortable, but she knew this taping meant a lot to Allison so she agreed to go along with it. After that Jesse grabbed a hold of Karen’s chest and felt up her breast. When she was done with Karen, Jesse went over to Allison and did the same thing.

After the frisking, a bell rang out and the girls came out from their corners. They circled each other before making a move toward each other. Allison was quicker as she reached out and scratched at Karen’s eyes, digging her nails into the girl. Karen stumbled back as Allison charged after her and tackled her to the ground. Once on the mat, Allison put Karen in a head-scissor. As Karen wiggled and squirmed, Allison just smiled and squeezed harder. Karen was losing breath and fast. But that wasn’t even what was going through her mind. She couldn’t believe that Allison, who was supposed to be her friend, was being this rough with her just so the producer would invite her back. Was money more important than their friendship?

These thoughts mad Karen angry, and she reached within herself and found the strength to power out of the hold. Allison was surprised by this and hesitated for a moment, which is all Karen need to jump on top of her and put Allison in a school-girl hold. Allison kicked in vainly as she tried to break free as Karen was slapping her around. After a few minutes Karen got bored and stood up, lifting Allison up by the hair in the process. Grabbing Allison’s bikini top, Karen threw her into the corner. Karen then started to deliver hard shots to Allison’s exposed belly. After a few shot, Karen grabbed her opponent’s throat and started squeezing it.

After a couple of minutes, Allison started to black out so she made a desperation move and kicked Karen in the crotch. Karen quickly let go and fell in the mat as she grabbed her crotch and wrangled in pain. Allison quickly caught her breath and went over to Karen. She forced the girl to her feet by grabbing her hair. Allison then put Karen in a bear hug and squeezed with all her might. Allison then decided to bank all the strength she had left on one last move. She lifted Karen up and dropped her right over her knee, jamming her knee right into her opponent’s soft crotch. Karen cried out in pain as she grabbed her crotch again and fought back the tears. Allison took a deep breath and leaned on the ropes for support. Jesse came over to Karen and started counting. Karen was in too much pain to get up. She let the Ref count to 10 and took the loss.

Allison was super happy and started jumping up and down cheering. She then went above Karen and kicked her in the head, just to embarrass her. Karen just laid there holding her sour crotch as the camera panned up and down. Karen knew it was over. Not just the match, but the partnership. She couldn’t believe Allison used her just to get more video tapings. From here on out, she’d face opponents by herself, as a lonely jobber girl.