What The..?
By Mr Mysterious

Michelle rushed into the bathroom to have her shower and placed the clothes she robbed on the floor along with the clothes she was wearing. Meanwhile, Becky had just gotten home from school and headed up the stairs and straight into her room. The moment she walked in she could tell someone had been in there and she didn't have to think twice as to who it was.

Becky stomped towards the bathroom door in a huff and knocked hard.
"Michelle are you in there??"

Michelle didn't answer.

"Michelle I KNOW you took some of my clothes. I told you not to get into my stuff! I want them back!" Becky screamed. She was ready to do anything. Michelle had taken her clothes without asking for the last time.

"I'm coming in there if you dont answer me!" Becky threatened.

"I'm not giving them back. I need them for tonight." Michelle finally replied.

This threw Becky into a rage and she slammed into the door hoping to knock it open. Looking around the frame, she decided to instead look for a nail to unlock it from the outside. She rushed into her room and grabbed a bobbypin from her dresser. The shower stopped and Becky could hear Michelle moving around inside.

"I'm coming in!" Becky warned as she prodded the door handle with her flimsy bobby pin.

Finally she was able to turn the handle and open the door to see Michelle almost completely nude with Becky's favourite shirt half on covering her head. It seemed as though Becky's shirt didn't fit her so well and she was stuck with her arms in the air and the shirt half on.

"IT DOESN'T EVEN FIT YOU. GIVE IT BACK!" Becky hollared and she grabbed the shirt and tugged it.

"GET OUT OF HERE!" Michelle screamed and tried to kick her invisible foe away. She was still trapped in the shirt, her nude body in full view.

Michelle kicked Becky in she shin and Becky began to pull Michelle out into the hallway, outside of the bathroom. Michelle screamed and struggled helplessly in the tight shirt and remained bent over trying to keep her balance.

"TAKE IT OFF!" Becky yelled she catching sight of Michelle's vulnerable boob hanging under her body.

"Take it off or ill hurt you." She said, never taking her eyes off Michelle's breast but still not wanting to let go of the shirt.

Michelle just continued to struggle and yell and scream as the cold hallway air teased her nude body. Suddenly, Michelle felt a cool hand grip her breast. Becky had let go of the shirt and grabbed a hold of Michelle's hanging boob.
"Take it off or I'll squeeze NOW!" she threatened. Michelle then screamed in anger and frustration. She couldn't believe she was being treated this way. She was cold, stuck in this tiney shirt and now her sister was threatening to squeeze her breasts if she didn't take off her shirt.

"I CANT! ITS STUCK YOU !@#$" she yelled, the anger in her voice was apparent. She just couldn't wait to get the shirt off now.

Becky let go of Michelle's breast and grabbed the shirt again and pulled hard. Finally the shirt came loose and Michelle fell backwards onto her butt and hit her back against the wall. Becky stood there for a moment with the shirt in her hands staring at Michelle, then she lunged forward and kneeled right down, getting into her face.

"DONT YOU EVER TAKE MY THINGS AGAIN," and, to Michelle's suprise and dismay, Becky looked down and grabbed a hold of Michelle's breast again but this time she actually squeezed it hard. With clenched eyes, Michelle cried out and arched her back hitting her head against the wall. Becky began to walk away and at first Michelle just sat there holding her breast, seathing, staring at the back of Becky's head. She couldn't believe what had just transpired. Becky had no idea what was coming. The only warning she had was at the very last moment, Michelle let out a sort of war cry as she tackled the unsuspecting Becky to the ground. Michelle knew she was at a severe disadvantage since everything on her nude body was readily available to Becky. But she didn't care. She wanted to hurt her sister back and she would do anything to do so. Even if it meant getting hurt herself. Michelle had come down hard on her sister landing on top in a straddle. She immediately grabbed Becky's long hair and pull
ed back as hard as she could. Becky was nearly helpless. She had landed on her side and was pinned under her sister. At first she grabbed Michelle's wrists to try and ease the pain in her head but quickly realized that she wouldn't get anywhere and instead she punched Michelle wherever she could. Most landed harmlessly on Michells leg and waste. She was too disoriented to do any better than that. Michelle continued to thrash her sister's head wildly and ended up knocking her head on the floor a few times. Michelle noticed that Becky was quickly loosing fight so she took the opportunity to try and even the odds alittle by pulling off Becky's biking shorts. They came off in one smooth motion and Michelle discarded them focusing her attension on Becky's white panties.

"THOSE ARE MINE! I CANT BELIEVE YOU'RE WEARING MY UNDERWEAR!"

Michelle grabbed a hold of the waistband of the underwear her sister had stolen from her and yanked hard, bringing them down to her ankles before Becky stood up to face her. Becky felt the cold air against her now nude lower body. She started to worry where this fight was going. She had been in fights with her sister before. SOme where even close to as physical as this one but never had they ever seriously hurt eachother and with nothing protecting their most sensitive areas, she started to wonder just how far her sister would go to win.

Michelle had successfully taken off Becky's shorts but what she really wanted was to get her top off. She wanted to pay her back. THe two sisters circled eachother in the cramped hallway looking for an opening. Michelle was trained on Becky's tiney grey shirt. She noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra so stripping her would be quick. Becky on the other hand had no reservation anymore about hurting her sister in the more private ways and since Michelle was was naked, she thought she might use that to her advantage. Suddenly, Becky lashed out with a slap to Michelles boob hitting it on the top and Michelle responded with a shriek. Michelle then put one arm out to defend her chest and the other she would use to attack her sister. Michelle then tried to throw a punch into the breast contained within Becky's shirt but barely made contact. Becky grabbed Michelle's wrist and pulled hard causing Michelle to fall forward onto her knees. Becky then tried to get behind Michelle but instead, mich
elle jumped up and turned to face her. She then grabbed the bottom of Becky's shirt and pulled up hard making Becky's breasts bounce free but only got the shirt up to her neck. Becky started to worry even more. It was becoming more apparent what Michelle wanted to do to her and now HER breasts were unprotected. Becky grabbed both of michelle's wrists and got in closer to keep her from doing any damage.

"You're gona be sorry you touched me Becky dear," Michelle said staring straight into Becky's eyes and then looking down to her now exposed boobs. Michelle began to struggle against Becky and their breasts brushed eachother from time to time during the contention. Becky just wanted to get her shirt down to cover herself once again but it wasn't possable in their current situation. She tried changing tactics by quickly letting go of Michelle and grabbing her in a bearhug mashing their boobs painfully into eachother. Michelle responded with a yelp however, with her arms above Becky's shoulders, she had easy access to Becky's shirt and she immediately went for it pulling it up over her head and trapping Becky's arms. Michelle now had Becky in the same predicament SHE was in earlier. Becky struggled but couldn't get free of the shirt and Michelle had it in her grip, not allowing her to stand up straight.

Michelle got a big grin on her face, "well then little sis. Guess what!" she said slyly and reached under Becky and grabbed her exposed dangling boob with one hand and squeezed as hard as she could. Becky could do nothing but scream.

"How does it feel!" she teased smiling all the time. Though, her smile didn't last long because as she was having her fun, one of Becky's trapped hands bumped into something fat and round. Michelle screamed aloud and stepped back releasing Becky's shirt grabbing hold of her own breast as her sister latched on tight to its sensitive tip.

With a screaming "AAAOUCH" and stretching her boob as far as it would go, Michelle managed to pull her sister's fingers off while Becky freed herself from the entrapping shirt.

The two now completely nude sisters stopped and looked at eachother with nothing but anger and spite in their eyes.

"There, now we're on even ground," Michelle said and looked her sister's nude body up and down.

"I'm not going to hold back you know. You might want to give up now. Ill let you off easy and just hurt you a little bit if you do," Becky replied with a grin.

They continued circling eachother, hands out and ready, their breasts swaying with each step. Suddenly, Becky lunged chest first at Michelle knocking her backwards into the wall. She continued to press her upper body into her sister and punched her several times in the lower gut. Michelle tried to buckle but she was pinned against the wall so she launched a counter attack by grabbing Becky's hair and pulling her head back as hard as she could. Becky stepped back a few paces into the middle of the hallway, her head bent back straining her neck.

Though she couldn't see, she knew where to aim and a rain of slaps echoed in the bright hallway as Becky slapped Michelle's bare boobs over and over until Michelle had no choice but to let go of Becky's hair and protect herself. Michelle began to wimper and she crossed her arms infront of her chest, holding her sore breasts. Becky then took Michelle in a headlock and began pulling her hair in retaliation for the hair pull she had recieved moments ago. Michelle was stuck and not sure what to do. Her arms were free but she couldn't use them to get out of the hold until she did something Becky never expected. Michelle reached between Becky's legs and scrached her naked pussy as hard as she could all the way up to her belly button. Becky's eyes widened as she screamed and quickly let go of Michelle so she could reach down to protect herself. One of Michelles nails had actually ran inside and hit something sensitive. Becky was on the floor in the fetal position with a single tear in her ey
e and Michelle stood over her, unfeeling because of the pain her sister had inflicted on her.

"Serves you right. I told you not to touch me," Michelle said triumphantly. Becky didn't move. She was still recovering from the pain she was experiencing inside. Michelle looked down at her balled up sister and saw Becky's cunt lips protruding out from behind, her fingers gently holding them in order to ease the pain.

"Well, I'll leave you to your...problem," Michelle said curtly just before she turned to leave and walked back into the bathroom to get the clothes she had "won". She was suprised with how strongly Becky had reacted to her scratch. She thought she must have hit jackpot and scratched her clit. She didn't care though. She thought Becky deserved everything she got. Michelle looked down and saw how her boobs had reddened with Becky's stinging slaps. They were still sore too. Then without warning, as Michelle was inspecting herself, two hands came from behind, grabbed her breasts and pulled back hard.

"AAAAOUCH!!" Michelle screamed as she grabbed Becky's hands and tried to pry them off her. Becky had Michelle by the tits and wouldn't let go. She was pulling them back as hard as she could. Michelle heard Becky grunt as she poured all of her energy into trying to pull her breasts off. Becky pulled so hard that she actually lost her balance and fell backwards flat onto her back with Michelle landing hard on top. Becky had the wind knocked out of her and let go of Michelle's chest. Michelle sat up straight (between Becky's legs) and held on to her aching breasts. Becky just lay on her back dazed for a moment trying to catch her breath. Becky heard a sniffle and then a short wail as Michelle broke down but continued to just sit there caressing herself. Finally, Becky began to rise.

"I hope you're satisfied," Becky said with a cough, "I told you to give up but you wouldn't listen."

Michelle stopped her sniffling and just sat there breathing hard. Rocking back and forth ever so slightly. She was rich with anger and she was barely able to contain the raw rage inside. She hated having her breasts hurt so baddly, especially by her aggrivating sister. She started imagining the only truely satisfying way she could get even with her and it wasn't going to be pleasant for Becky. Michelle stood up and turned to face her sister. Becky saw that Michelle's breasts were red with scratch marks from the middle where her fingernails had raked them as well as the slaps from ealier. Michelle eyes were red from crying but instead of sad, they stared back with nothing but spite and hatered. Then, with a roar Michelle lunged at Becky, arms out stretched. Becky responded in kind and they locked onto eachother at the elbows each staring deep into the others eyes. Michelle was working under sheer anger and frustration but Becky was just defending herself at this point. Suddenly, Michel
le's eyes darted down and she began staring at Becky's unprotected pussy. Becky barely twisted her hips in time to block the knee that Michelle shot at her and ended up only getting kneed in the thy. Then Michelle tried again, and again, each time Becky was able to block the attack. The two sisters were locked at the elbows and moving about the hallway irraticly, concentrating hard on legwork.

"UGH.." Becky gasped. Michelle had lunged forward and kneed her in the gut causing Becky to want to double over but she couldn't because she was locked into the hold. All she could do was absorb the blow and push back to keep her sister out of striking distance. Michelle then tried kicking her but again only connected with her knees or thy. Becky was getting mad and she launched a few kicks of her own, hoping to land one between Michelle's legs but hers too were blocked. Then, all of the sudden, Michelle pulled Becky towards her (she learned this trick from her sister before) and since Becky was already pushing on Michelle to try to keep her away, she fell forward hands first. However, before Michelle had a chance to do anything. Becky grabbed Michelle's legs and pulled them out from under her. Michelle fell hard on her butt with the air forced out of her. Becky then crawled up Michelle's body and drove her fist up between her legs. Becky felt Michelle's vagina mash against her fist.
Michelle shrieked and tried to close her legs but Becky was kneeling between them and Becky punched her naked pussy again. This time Michelle brought her hands down and started holding herself with her mouth and eyes wide open with pain. Becky tried to move Michelle's hands so she could punch her again but Michelle suddenly screamed and grabbed a hold of Becky's hair, tossing her to the side. Now they lay side by side both intent on hurting the other as much as possable. Michelle's hands were still in Becky's hair and Becky noticed Michelle's boob splayed out on the floor so she brought her fist down on it hard, mashing it violently into the floor. Michelle screamed and grabbed her chest with the new pain ringing in her head but her defensiveness didn't last long this time. She was getting better at setting the pain aside. Either that or she was just getting blind with rage. Michelle let go of her chest and brought one hand down hard on the side of Becky's head, effectivly pinning her
to the floor. Then she slid her leg between Becky's legs and used her free hand to try and pry Becky's legs appart. Becky screamed both out of pain and fear because she knew what Michelle was after. Slowly, Becky's legs started to open and Michelle wished she had another hand. Becky grabbed onto one of Michelle's boobs and started squeezing and Michelle did her best to ignore the pain. Michelle then let go of Becky's head and slid her butt right up close to her in order to gain better leverage. Then, both girls screamed aloud as Michelle rained down quick hard slaps to Becky's open pussy. Over and over and over Michelle spanked Becky's exposed naked vagina as hard as she could. She kept her legs apart with her leg and the arm she wasn't using to hurt her sister. Michelle's other leg lay drapped over her sisters midsection. Becky continued to scream and struggle with all her might but still Michelle continued unabated. The slaps were loud and echoed thoughout the hallway. Becky's scre
ams then started to turn to wails and sobs as she cried openly out of pain. Her cunt was turning beat red from the incesant slapping.

"STOOP" she cried but Michelle wouldn't listen.

Becky tried forcing her hands down between her and her sisters ass so she might try to cover herself up. Michelle just ignored her hands and started punching her instead, hurting both Becky's hands AND her naked vagina. Suddenly Becky got an idea. Instead of protecting herself, she decided to move her hands up alittle. She had perfect access to Michelle's cunt and she grabbed a hold of its lips and pulled as hard as she could. Becky wished Michelle hadn't shaved herself now because she would have pulled her pubes instead. Michelle was forced to stop the slapping and she grabbed Becky's hand hoping to stop the pulling and squeezing. Becky refused to let go and Michelle was forced to roll away, only to cause more pain to herself until Becky finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Both girls then lay on their sides, holding themselves a safe distance from eachother. Becky couldn't believe how much those slaps had hurt. She had been spanked by her parents before but she'd never been spanked in the vagina. She felt sick from the pain and continued to lie there. She didn't want to fight anymore. She couldn't even stop crying to see what her sister was doing. She was still mad but she thought she might finish the fight later when she could move.

"TAKE THEM! I HATE YOU," Becky screamed. She was still crying and holding her vagina.

Michelle on the other hand was hurt but not as baddly as her sister. She too wanted to rest but she knew she would be ok. She smiled to herself. Knowing that she had finally beat her sister. She put her in her place and was sure that Becky would respect her more from now on. Slowly, Michelle tried standing up and still holding her cunt, she limped away and into the bathroom to get changed and fixed up.

Becky just lay there unmoving in the hall, holding herself, in the fetal position. She lay there until Michelle was ready to leave to go to her party. Michelle looked over at her sister whos ass was facing her, paused for a moment and gigled.

"I can see your little pussy dearest. Dont make me spank it again," Michelle laughed as she decended the staircase to the front door. Becky heard the door close.

It was then that Becky vowed to get her back. She finally picked herself up and went into her room, finding some clothes to put on.

"Its not over @#!"