The Birthday Present

by T. Trolley

It was my birthday and Angela, as always, asked me what I wanted.

There was only one thing I wanted from her. So I told her. After all, the
worst thing she could say is no.

"I want to see you fight Amber."

Angela, an attractive 30-year-old blonde had a longstanding rivalry with the
28-year-old Amber that stemmed back to when they were former roommates in a
condo almost 10 years ago. Amber moved in with Angela and didn't get a job for
awhile and ran up big bills. This ticked off Angela who had to pay the bills
and caused her to give a tongue lashing to the younger gal. Of course, Amber
didn't take too well to be told what to do by Angela and though she did end up
getting a job, left the area just a month later -- leaving all the bills with an
angry Angela.

In response, Angela refused to return Amber's possessions left behind in the
condo until Amber paid her share of the bills. This upset Amber, so the two
former friends became somewhat bitter enemies.

Angela seemed surprised at first, seemingly caught off guard by my request.
Then she suddenly paused, thought for a moment, and said, "You know, there's
plenty of times I would have loved to fight Amber. I was mad enough at her to do
just that a few years ago. In fact ... I guess I wouldn't mind fighting her,
now that you bring it up!" She then smiled, winked at me  and said, "Hey, why
not? If that's what you want for your birthday, then sure! I'll fight Amber
for you!
And I'll beat her for you, too! We might as well just settle old scores while
we're at it!"

Wow! Now, that's a granted birthday wish I knew I'd remember forever!

Though the fight certainly wouldn't prove who was right or who was wrong 10
years ago, it proved to be an interesting sidelight and motivational factor for
both women as the fight drew near.

It was clear that both women wanted to take out their anger and frustrations
out on each other -- which also made the fight even spicier.

Angela was 5-6 and weighed 148 lbs. while Amber was 5-11 and tipped the
scales at 120 lbs. Angela was certain she could beat Amber while Amber was just as
sure she could "beat up" Angela! But looking at the two fighters, one had to
wonder if perhaps -- just perhaps -- the level of confidence expressed by
Angela might have either been misplaced or exaggerated.

One look at Angela and it was clear that she would obviously win some fights
against other women -- especially smaller women -- due to her size and
willingness to mix it up, as well as the way she carried herself as an athletic
tomboy.

But it was also obvious that women who were in better shape than Angela would
have an easy time taking her. If Angela got in trouble and got hurt against a
woman who was her physical superior, then Angela would certainly fall prey to
her adversary quickly. And unfortunately for Angela, she was going against a
woman who, though lighter than her, was in much better physical condition than
her.

Angela's one advantage may have been arm strength and overall upper body
power going into the fight. Her arms were much bigger than Amber's at the biceps,
her shoulders were wider, and the circumference of her biceps -- the telling
tale in a fight -- were much bigger than Amber's. And when she clenched her
fists, you could see the strength via some definition in her arms. Also, Angela
had a lower center of gravity and her legs as well as thighs were perfect.

However, even though Angela's arms and legs were bigger in circumference than
her former friend Amber's, Angela's arms obviously were slightly "pudgy,"
even though Angela's arms and legs made her look like a female prizefighter. In
addition, though Angela carried herself like an athletic tomboy though in
reality it was Amber who was the athletic one since she was former star for her
girl's HS volleyball team and was even offered a four-year scholarship to college
due to her athletic abilities.

Amber was in much better shape and Angela, though stronger, was no match for
Amber fitness wise. Angela was carrying around some extra weight and this
could hurt her in the long run. Also, since Amber was a dancer and former
volleyball player, she was quicker and had better movement than Angela.

Amber's comptitive edge, athleticism and experience tipped the scales in
Amber's favor. Amber also knew how to win and what she had to do to achieve that
goal, giving her an ability to go for the kill. In addition, Amber was quicker,
more agile, had more stamina and was in better overall shape than Angela.
Amber, unlike Angela, had virtually no excess body fat on her and used this
advantage to wear down the slower, bigger blonde.

The pretty Angela wore short white shorts, a white harness top and gold high
heels for the fight while Amber wore a green bikini, showing off her tanned
and trim figure. She smiled at me and waved as she slowly walked up the steps,
looking fantastic and very sexy. As she got into the ring, she brushed her
long, curly blonde hair away from her face and held it on each side of her head
with both hands as she looked down at her high heels and slowly removed each one
with her feet as she commented about the feel of the mat while trying to keep
her balance.

The bell rang, and Angela looked up at Amber. Angela quickly crouched down in
wrestling stance, looking as cute as a big bunny, extending her arms and
hands toward Amber as Amber moved toward her!

The two joined hands and, as the crowd cheered, began to push and pull each
other around the ring in hopes of pulling their opponent off balance!

Amber quickly found that Angela was hard to budge due to her weight.
Meanwhile, it seemed like Angela was simply trying to avoid being pulled off her feet
and was fighting a more defensive battle in hopes of averting defeat! This
allowed Amber to get Angela in a headlock quickly. Angela countered with a
headlock and, though Amber was taller and had her bent over closer to the ground, it
looked like Angela had the stronger headlock of the two.

Amber kept trying to pull Angela down, but Angela was too big for Amber to
control. Meanwhile, Amber had the leverage advantage thereby preventing Angela
from using her power to take control.

Finally, both fell to the ground at the same time, still in their headlocks!
Angela got on top of Amber, still holding her in the headlock, but Amber
quickly grabbed Angela by the hair and pulled back, hurting Angela and causing her
to squeal in pain! Amber brought her right leg up and pulled the grunting
Angela off her and onto her back!

Amber then quickly got on top of Angela and straddled her, grabbing for her
arms and trying to pin the heavier blonde! Angela squealed in fear and tried to
buck off the lighter woman while at the same time trying to twist away! What
a sight it was to see my girl frantically trying to avoid being pinned cleanly
by another womam!

Angela succeeded in rolling Amber off her and the two fought for survivial,
each trying to overpower the other!

Angela's size and upper body strength soon came into play, though, as she got
atop Amber again and, laying parallel with her, tried to pin her! But Amber
rolled Ange over again and pulled Angela's arms high over her head by the
wrists, getting the pin!

As Angela tried to roll away but couldn't, Amber grabbed Angela's wrists with
both hands over the blonde's head with her left hand and grinded her right
forearm into Angela's soft, vulnerable and unprotected throat!

Angela's eyes bulged out in a wild-eyed look as Amber crushed her windpipe,
putting all her weight down across her forearm and grinding away at Angela's
soft rhroat! Instinctively, the pretty blonde Angela tried to free her right arm
caught above her head and wriggle her body before she was forced to submit!

The ref immediately got on his knees and, concerned about Angela's well
being, screamed, "Angela! Give? Angela! Give? Come on, Angela! Give!" Angela didn't
answer for a moment as she struggled desperately to get away from the
dangerous hold!

The match was in the balance for Angela! She could submit at any moment!
Angela did manage to free her right arm and bring it into play by trying to pull
Amber off by the hair, but by now Amber was leaning in on the forearm across
Angela's throat with all of her weight and might! Besides, Amber's hair was
short and she couldn't get a good grip! She then desperately tried to push Amber
away by the left shoulder and turning her body appropriately, but she couldn't
budge Amber and Amber was really doing a number on her throat!

Instantly -- with both feet on the ground and her sexy legs bent at the knees
-- Angela began to choke and, unable to speak, frantically tapped the ground
with her right hand! Angela had submitted!

My Angela had lost the big fight -- by giving up!

Amber held the hold on Angela a few extra seconds,  Angela kicking her legs
out frantically as Amber choked her before releasing her to cheers from the
crowd! Angela grabbed her throat with her right hand and had tears in her eyes,
gasping and choking as Amber got off the bigger Angela and looked down at her
in triumph as the ref raised Amber's right arm over her in victory!

"Wow! Angela didn't last long, did she?" said one observer to me. "No, I
thought Angela would be tougher than that," I said.

"Well, Amber was obviously in better shape than Angela. I guess it wasn't a
surprise that Amber beat her."

"But -- she made her give!" I exclaimed! "I can't believe that Angela gave!"

"Yeah, that was a surprise. Who would have thought that a bigger girl like
Angela would have given up to a smaller girl? That has to be embarrassing for
Angela."

I said, "Yeah, but the whole fight was easy on the eyes -- that's for sure!"

I later congratulated Amber for beating Angela so quickly -- in less than two
minutes. "Wow, you almost killed her!" I said at the celebration thrown for
her after she had "won" Angela. "Well, almost. Not not quite -- but I was about
to!" smiled Amber. I asked her, "You mean you think you could have killed
her? Literally?"

Amber responded, "Oh, no doubt about it. If she didn't give, there was no way
she was going to get away from me. I had her trapped in that hold and if she
didn't give up, I would have crushed her windpipe and killed her. She knew
that. That's why she gave. Let's put it this way. If we were on different sides
in a war and we ended up fighting each other in hand to hand combat, she
wouldn't be breathing now!"

"Wow!" I said. "Did you see her eyes when you were choking her? She was
really scared!"

Amber responded, "I only looked up at her face a time or two. Yeah, I could
see that she was scared. But I didn't care. I wasn't going to let her go until
she gave and acknowledged I was better."

"How did it feel when she finally gave?"

Amber replied, "Well, I honestly felt like laughing at her when I heard her
squeal and begin to frantically tap the ground like there was a button in it to
make me release the hold but the button wasn't working. I thought it was
hilarious that I made her give so quickly and beat her so thoroughly."

"Was she weaker than you?"

Amber replied, "Well, I guess so. After all, she was the one who gave. Once I
got that choke hold on her, she was all mine."

Angela meanwhile was really disappointed that Amber beat her so easily in
front of me. She caught up with me, bowed her head and sadly said, "I'm sorry I
lost the fight. I was awful and embarrassed myself -- and you, too. I don't
think I lasted more than two minutes before she made me give up." I said, "I
think it was something like 1:45."

She rubbed her throat and looked at me again, her pretty blue eyes filling up
with tears. "The last thing I wanted to do was lose the fight like that on
your birthday. I really thought I'd win and beat her. I wanted to beat her and
prove to you I was better than her for your birthday. Instead, she embarrassed
me in front of you. I wanted to win her and make her a present for you."

She bowed her head again and said, "Instead, she won me and made me a present
for you ..." I looked at her, put my finger under her chin and slowly raised
her head up so I could see those big, beautiful blue eyes of hers again and
said, "And you're a present that I'd like to open right now!" She smiled shyly,
still dressed in those flimsy and skimpy white shorts and white harness top
and wearing those gold high heels.

It had been a birthday I'll never forget -- and it wasn't over yet!