Too Many Wonder Women 2:

Off Her High Horse

Story by The Amateur

Featuring:

Catherine Zeta-Jones

Born: September 25, 1969, Swansea, Wales

Height 5’11”

vs.

Jennifer Lynn Lopez

Born: July 24, 1969, New York City, New York, USA

Height: 5’5”

Some Internet “news” that may or may not be made up, plus some stuff that’s completely made up:

In January 2001, producer Joel Silver approached Todd Alcott to write a Wonder Woman screenplay, with Silver Pictures backing the project.[19] Early gossip linked actresses such as Jennifer Lopez, Sandra Bullock, Rachel Bilson, and Catherine Zeta-Jones to the role of Wonder Woman.

According to MSN there is a frenzy of actresses vying to play the lead when they take Wonder Woman to the big screen. Rumor has it: Jennifer Lopez, Sandra Bullock, and according to the UK's "Daily Record" Sarah Michelle Gellar!! Go Buffy!

Clash of 'Wonder Women'?:

According to an item in Tuesday's New York Post, Joss Whedon is looking to lasso either 7th Heaven's Jessica Biel or Oscar winner Kim Basinger to slip into Lynda Carter's satin tights in his big screen 'Wonder Woman' flick. "Kim would be used if Wonder Woman is older," an insider tells the Post, "[and] Jessica if she's younger."

Kate Beckinsale to play Wonder Woman

Kate Beckinsale has added her name to the growing list of starlets clamoring to play Wonder Woman after stepping into her knee-high red boots for a fancy dress party.
The British star has tried her hand at several action roles in recent years, notably as a vampire assassin in Underworld and a vampire hunter in Van Helsing.
Beckinsale told Ireland On-line she dressed up as the lasso-wielding crime-fighter at a Halloween party last year and fancies her chances playing the superhero.
Plans are afoot to give the 1970s television show the big screen treatment; Joss Whedon, who turned Buffy the Vampire Slayer from movie trashdom to must-see television, is currently writing the adventure based on the lone female equal to Batman and Superman in the DC Comics universe and is also down to direct.
Other actors associated with the role immortalized by Lynda Carter include Katie Holmes, Jessica Biel and Mischa Barton, star of hit US soap The OC.

It seems every actress under the age of 40 (and some well over 40) has expressed interest in the role or had their name mentioned in conjunction with the lasso-wielding lass, including Sandra Bullock, Minnie Driver, Catherine Zeta-Jones, Jessica Biel, Kim Basinger, Lauren Graham, Lucy Lawless, Katie Holmes, Mischa Barton, and Jennifer Lopez. Whedon alumnae Sarah Michelle Gellar, Charisma Carpenter, Jewel Staite, and Morena Baccarin have all been mentioned as well, with the latter two both saying they petitioned Whedon for a shot at the role while they were making Serenity.

No Golden Lasso for Kate Beckinsale

The British actress has denied rumors that she is in talks to play the part of Wonder Woman in the upcoming WB project. Beckinsale, who has previously expressed interest in the part, has recently been quoted as saying that ‘A Wonder Woman movie is not something I’m likely to be involved in at this point’”

Biel Turns Down Wonder Woman

HOLLYWOOD - Sexy actress Jessica Biel has turned down the chance to play comic book character Wonder Woman. In a recent interview the former 7th Heaven star put an end to speculations by stating that she would not consider taking part in the not-so-soon-to-be-released superhero flick. She has offered no further details on the subject.

According to Australia's Woman's Day magazine, Jennifer Lopez would also love to get the part. "I'd love to play Wonder Woman. I loved her when I was growing up -- she's hot," J. Lo is quoted as saying. In the article Lopez points to the "crazy" wardrobe and invisible jet as attractions for her.
Fans are reminded that actresses from Jennifer Aniston to Chyna have speculated that they wished for the part for years, each time sparking a round of rumors that they are actually attached. In almost all cases, none of them actually were. So, while Gellar and Lopez may adore "Wonder Woman," there are still no actual casting attachments for this film.

…..According to an August 2008 article in The Wall Street Journal, featuring Warner Bros. president Jeff Robinov speaking about their DC property films, a Wonder Woman film is among other superhero films currently in "active development."[40] On October 30th Warner Brothers & DC release the official website of the upcoming movie, and the name of Jennifer Lopez it's again on the air.

Beyonce Knowles revealed to the LATimes that she actually recently met with DC Comics and Warner Bros to express her interest in playing Wonder Woman in a big screen movie adaptation.

“I want to do a superhero movie and what would be better than Wonder Woman? It would be great!"

Sometime in the 21st century

They were both known for being as beautiful, sexy, rich, powerful and successful as they come. They were also both known for being as nasty, stuck-up, arrogant, haughty and snooty as they come. And they hated one another with unbridled passion. The intense mutual animosity went back as far as the “Mask of Zorro” movie, in which Catherine had played the female lead. It was a public secret that Jennifer had also been considered for the role and having lost it to Zeta-Jones had really stuck in the American’s crow. On the other side, there was the matter of all those “Sexiest” lists and polls from the late nineties and early 2000’s in most of which Catherine had been always placed second after the sultry Latina – a fact which did not sit too well with the Welsh beauty, who was as vain as she was proud. So, they hated each other. And as they hated each other they spoke to and of each other – a lot. Very little of what either of them had to say could not be classified as an insult and very little of what either of them had to say was not perceived as an insult by the other. And given the fact that both women had somewhat fierce tempers on them, the consequences of all this were not at all difficult to foresee.

There had already been one fight – a private affair that had taken place in a secluded (or so the two combatants had thought) corner of a Hollywood producer’s garden during a party. It was left unfinished, though, as other guests, attracted by the sounds of battle, had shown up put a sudden end to hostilities, before a clear winner could be determined. This did not, however, stop either women from claiming victory, even though they had both suffered equal amount of damages – mostly to their garments – during the scuffle. Each maintained that she had decisively gotten the better of her foe, and that it had been only the timely interruption of others that had saved that foe from receiving in full the beating of a lifetime.

Of course, this was by no means the end of it. Neither woman was one to leave unfinished business and here, in each one’s opinion, was some business that just screamed to be finished. Talk continued on both sides, but it was obvious that talk alone was never going to be enough and that the matter was one that could only be settled through actions. Each woman was convinced that she was better than her rival and that that same rival really needed to understand that fact. Poised on the very edge for a long time, all they needed was the slightest of pushes; just a hint of an excuse to get at each other. Nor were they content with merely sitting and waiting for an excuse to come along – they kept looking for it all the time. And it is a well-established fact that he who seeks shall find, even if he happens to be a she.

For some unknown reason, the Wonder Woman movie was a particularly big deal to both Catherine and Jennifer. Both wanted top play the character, despite both being aware from the very beginning that this was not very likely to happen. First, there were already enough actresses in contention for the role. Neither the publicly secret beating Jessica Biel had handed to rival Kate Beckinsale to take the British actress out of the running, nor the subsequent sudden and inexplicable refusal of Biel herself to be associated with the movie had done much to change that. There were still enough names on the list of candidates and many of them were better suited (i.e. younger) than Zeta-Jones and Lopez to do the role. Then, to top it all, the whole deal had simply stalled, and that had seemed to be the end of that. Recently, however, there had been talk about a revival of the project and once again, Jennifer’s name had cropped up in connection to it, along with that of Beyonce Knowles and several others. This may or may not have meant something, but a the very least it gave Catherine the opportunity to have a jab at her rival by saying in an interview that she personally would have a difficult time buying Jennifer Lopez as Wonder Woman. She elaborated by stating that she just did not think someone of Lopez’ origin and repute would be believable in the role of an Amazon princess and a long-standing American icon whose name has been synonymous with virtue and goodness for decades. Upon hearing this, Jennifer was quick to fire back, saying that she would be far more believable as Wonder Woman than Jones had been as a beautiful Hispanic woman in the Zorro movies. Asked whether this was just another case of the sour grapes; that Jennifer was simply mad because she had coveted the Zoro role herself and had not gotten it, the sexy Latina had merely laughed. “Please!” she had said. “A role that even that dog Hayek turned down? You really think I’d sink that low? Paltry leftovers like that might be alright for some worthless English slut – in fact it’d probably be a career high for her – but you just gotta know I’m a lot better than that!”

Naturally, Catherine was not amused and she let this be known. “First, I’m not English; I’m Welsh. Of course I don’t expect an empty-headed, Latin-American from New York to know the difference, so I’m not goin’ to hold that against her. Second, it’s not that she didn’t want that role, she just didn’t get it – there’s a difference. For starters, the script called for a scene inside a stable, and it was more than obvious from the start there’s no way that ass could be squeezed through a stable door, even with all the manpower and equipment in the world. Then, the skill needed for the sword-fighting scenes is even further beyond Lopez than acting is. And then, of course, there’s the horse-riding. Not only is that so utterly beyond her, but the very first time she tried sittin’ on a horse it just vanished without a trace – as did the six-men rescue team they sent into that crack to try and find it. Well, considerin’ all this, now I ask you, would you have given her the role? Who on Earth has that many horses to waste?”

“There’s another problem the bitch has right there!” Lopez was quick to counter. “Not only is she under the delusion that she has acting talent, but she also thinks she has a sense of humor! She just seems not to realize that the only way she can make people laugh is by taking her clothes off! And if she keeps tryin’ to mess with me, one of these days she just might find out exactly how much she’s worth, once I get her some place by herself with no one else there to save her! We’ll see how many people will be searchin’ for her face in that crack she’s so fixated on!”

That was it. Once issued, the challenge – as indirect as it was - could (and would) not be taken back with pride completely overwhelming reason. Especially with a show like “Fighting With The Stars” being freely accessible to both women and providing them with their main requirement: A place where they could be alone and settle the issue without any interferences. More importantly, as far as each woman was concerned, it provided her with the opportunity to not only beat her rival, but to publicly humiliate her as well and prove beyond any doubt just who the superior woman is.

Chapter 2:

Fight Night

Entering the room from opposite doors at the same time, they both felt quietly confident. Neither was a stranger to fighting, each having been in plenty of scraps along the way the path toward the top of the Showbiz mountain. Nor was this a first appearance on FWTS for either of them. Each had already fought on the show and each had been victorious: Catherine had gotten the better of Natasha Henstridge in a wild, hard-fought battle, while time had done little to diminish curvy Cuban Vida Guerra’s hurt and embarrassment after coming out second best to Jennifer in a fight dubbed ‘The Facesit Queen’ over a year ago.

Hearts hammering in their chests, the two walked purposefully towards each other, both feeling confident but at the same time struggling a little to contain the pre-fight jitters. They knew the consequences of a potential defeat could be disastrous, and with pride on the line, each high-flying beauty was determined to win. Failure was not an option. Each backed herself to be able to deal with her opponent easily, and pundits had been more or less evenly divided in their predictions throughout the much-hyped build-up to the clash. Strong in body and spirit, both women were veterans of many a fight and they knew how to achieve victory. Being the same age, they were both in great physical condition, each looking fantastic in her own way; At 5’11” Catherine held a 6-inch advantage over her American opponent, her slimmer, leggier frame contrasting with Jennifer’s shorter, more voluptuous body with its broader hips and somewhat sturdier legs. Both being former dancers, they moved with graceful ease, their balance and coordination honed by countless routines. They were both dressed – or undressed – slightly differently too. Catherine wore a black bikini, while Jennifer had chosen to fight topless, clad only in a pair of silver short shorts which accentuated rather than covered what many thought was her best asset.

Catherine clearly did not belong to the crowd of many as was shown by her opening remark.

“My, grandma, what a big, fat ass you have!” The Welsh beauty said with a mocking smile, and that was as far as she got.

Showing clearly that she had come to fight, Jennifer wasted no time with empty banter and kicked Catherine in the stomach even as the two were still moving towards each other. Catherine bent over with a grunt, and instantly took two hard punches to the head, which sent her reeling and crashing into the wall.

“How’s this for fat, you uppity slut?” Jennifer hissed. A hard, purposeful look on her beautiful face, she moved in and drove a fist low into Catherine’s belly. As Catherine groaned and folded nearly in half, Jennifer now pushed herself tight against her rival and wrapped her in a sort of Bear Hug from the side, pinning the Welshwoman’s arms to her body.

“You’re mine, bitch! I own you now!” Jennifer said icily right into her foe’s ear, while Catherine struggled to free herself.

The next moment the sexy Latina ran her tongue up the side of Catherine’s face, then let her go and slapped the very place she had just licked – all within a heartbeat. The force of the slap caused Catherine to stumble along the wall and nearly fall over. The Welsh beauty did manage to recover her balance, though, and then she just stood there, eyes wide and shocked, hand holding her stinging cheek.

Catherine’s surprise did not last long, though. As Jennifer once again moved forward, the Welsh beauty’s shocked expression gave way to one of cold fury and her eyes blazed as she kicked high and straight, her foot slamming into her onrushing foe’s face. Jennifer cried out and staggered back, then yelped in pain again as Catherine kicked her again – this time squarely in the left breast, flattening it against the chest.

“Come here, you bitch!” Catherine snarled and pounced on her retreating foe, taking her down. Once on the ground, Catherine quickly got Jennifer in a tight Headlock and cranked up the pressure, at the same time rolling Jennifer onto her back and holding her there despite the American woman furious squirming.

“I’ll show you now, you fat-assed whore!” Catherine growled, tightening her grip ever more, grinding down on the Latina’s captured head. “I’ll beat that big lump of lard you drag behind you till it bleeds!”

“UNNGH! LEGGO, YOU FUCKIN’ ENGLISH SLUT!” Jennifer groaned, kicking and twisting to no avail. She tried pulling the other woman’s hair, but that only made Catherine squeeze even harder.

“How many times do I have to tell you – I’m Welsh, you stupid bitch! Get that into your thick, empty head!” Catherine said through clenched teeth as she kept punishing her trapped foe with the Headlock, drawing moans of pain from the wriggling Latina.

Pinned on her back, Jennifer struggled with all her might underneath her foe, punching, slapping and clawing at Catherine’s back while constantly bucking in attempts to free herself, hips rocking from sided to side, powerful legs kicking out, feet slapping at the floor. Catherine was unperturbed, though, and remained firmly on top, her slender, deceptively strong arm still wrapped tight around her victim’s head and neck. Breathing heavily, her slim torso expanding and contracting rapidly, the sexy Welshwoman now tried to shift her position and get fully on top of her foe in a mount. Jennifer, however, did not approve of the idea and fought fiercely against it. Grabbing the back of Catherine’s bikini bottoms, the beautiful New Yorker pulled mightily upwards and Catherine squealed in pain as the thinly stretched fabric sawed into her tender crotch. With the arm around her head loosening a bit, Jennifer fought wilder than ever and finally succeeded in breaking the other woman’s hold by raking her claws across Catherine’s eyes. Once she had managed to squirm out from underneath her rival, the beautiful Latina was on her feet in an instant taking a loose fighting stance as she waited for Catherine to get up.

With Catherine on her feet now, the two beauties circled each other for several moments before Jennifer attacked with a sudden sweeping kick, her foot smacking off Catherine’s thigh and making the Welshwoman take a step back. Fists held up, Jennifer tried to close in, but was met with a straight punch to the face and backed off with a groan. Undeterred, she kept pushing forward, attempting to get inside, but Catherine utilized her superior reach to its full potential, jabbing at Jennifer’s face with her left arm, keeping the American at bay, hurting her, frustrating her. Smiling confidently, Catherine danced around her shorter opponent, her lissome frame moving with effortless grace as she kept pelting the seemingly flatfooted Latina from a distance. A swift kick to Jennifer’s left hip drew a pained moan and an angry hiss from the hurt woman, then Catherine swung her right arm and blasted Jennifer in the face. Jennifer cried out and staggered, but quickly recovered and as back on the attack again. Her eyes menacing, Catherine quickly moved to the side and kicked out almost at the same time, catching Jennifer on the side of the knee. Jennifer moaned but doggedly kept after her foe and managed to land a punch in he middle of Catherine’s chest which had the taller woman gasp and retreat. Baring her teeth, Jennifer followed and, having suddenly found her range, rocked Catherine with two solid blows to the head. As Catherine staggered back, Jennifer plowed into her and pumped several short punches to the body which had the svelte Welsh beauty moan and shudder.

“Come on, bitch!” Jennifer snarled. “Wassasmatter? Your twig of a body can’t take it?” Wrapping Catherine up in a tight Bear Hug and lifting her off the floor, the sexy Latina finished ominously: “That’s too bad, slut, ‘cause I’m just getting’ started on ya!”

With that, Jennifer started shaking her foe back and forth, squeezing Catherine’s slim waist with all her might. Suspended in Jennifer’s cruel grip, her arms and legs dangling limply, her head lolling to and fro, Catherine moaned as she was being tossed around like a rag doll. Finding the pressure on her midsection unbearable, she struggled against the American woman’s constricting arms, grimacing in pain. Jennifer just growled and continued pouring the pressure, her strong, well-muscled legs braced and spread wide for balance as she shook her rival with brutal force, determined to wring the life out of the beautiful Welshwoman. Equally determined to escape her tormentor’s clutches before the life had been wrung from her, Catherine now placed her palms on each side of Jennifer’s face and dug her thumbs into the Latina’s eyes. Jennifer screamed and instantly released her grasp, stumbling backwards with her hands over her eyes. Baring her teeth in a vicious grimace, Catherine lashed out with her right foot and the kick landed squarely in Jennifer’s belly with a loud “SMACK!”, making the American grunt and double up.

“Let’s just see who can’t take what!” Catherine growled, driving a knee up in Jennifer’s chest.

As Jennifer groaned and flew backwards, Catherine shoved her against the wall and kneed her again, this time in the stomach. Bent over, Jennifer gasped and gagged, both hands holding her belly, her legs quivering, threatening to collapse under her.

“Had enough, slut?” Catherine asked, standing tall over her bowed adversary, her eyes hard and cold. Grabbing a handful of Jennifer’s tresses in one hand, the Welsh beauty twisted the American’s head back and stared into her pain-contorted face. Not content with just staring, she then slapped that same face with her free hand.

“I asked you a question, bitch!” Catherine yelled, shaking Jennifer back and forth by the hair. “Answer me! Have you had eno-UNGH!” Catherine could not finish as Jennifer did indeed answer the question in most emphatic fashion by driving a fist directly into Catherine’s groin and now it was the Welshwoman’s turn to cry out in pain and double over. Getting hold of her opponent’s raven locks with both hands Jennifer began slamming knee after knee into Catherine’s face and chest, screaming angrily each time she did so. Groaning, Catherine was doing her beast to protect herself with her hands but with little success. Snarling, Jennifer now delivered a few clubbing blows to Catherine’s glistening back, her forearm smashing down on the unprotected flesh with meaty thuds, making Catherine scream. Trying to fight back, Catherine reached out blindly and suddenly sank her talons into Jennifer’s bare breasts, squeezing and twisting the supple flesh brutally. Jennifer howled in pain and rained blow after blow on her tormentor’s back, with one hand, the other still being tangled in Catherine’s hair to keep the Welshwoman bent over. Catherine was groaning and twisting, her body shuddering with each impact, but she still refused to relinquish her grip and continued to mangle the other woman’s sensitive titflesh. Screeching, the Latina now decided to fight fire with fire and grabbed Catherine’s bikini top, tugging furiously. Within moments the top was reduced to shreds and Catherine’s firm, perky breasts hung loose and unprotected under her. Now Jennifer grabbed the Welsh beauty’s boobs, digging her sharp claws deep. Catherine howled in pain and rage and unloaded a flurry of blind punches and slaps to the other woman’s upper body, her fists and palms thudding and smacking off Jennifer’s naked torso. Groaning, Jennifer raked her foe’s tits one last time and suddenly sent her fist deep into Catherine’s belly. As Catherine grunted and doubled up, Jennifer quickly wrapped an arm around the Welshwoman’s head in a frontal Headlock and just hung on her, bringing her down.

“I gotcha now, you fuckin’ slut!” Jennifer panted, bringing her other arm into play, trying to choke her opponent with a Guillotine while weighing her down.

Now both were on their knees facing towards each other, with Jennifer partially on top of a bent over Catherine, the Latina’s arms wrapped around the Welshwoman’s neck, squeezing tight. Ass sticking up in the air, Catherine squirmed and wheezed, the flow of air through her windpipe severely restricted.

“You give, bitch?” Jennifer growled, plastering her sweaty chest over the back of Catherine’s head and shoulders, her chin digging between the taller woman’s shoulder-blades.

“Go to Hell, you Latin tart!” Catherine huffed in reply. Twisting back and forth, hips gyrating furiously, the Welsh beauty pawed and clawed at her rival’s glistening torso. Failing to wriggle free or force her opponent to let go, she now reached for the back of Jennifer’s shorts and started yanking. Jennifer mewled and her beautiful face contorted in pain as more and more of the backside of her shorts began to disappear between her round, quivering buttocks, the chafing fabric going up way beyond the point Jennifer herself would deem acceptable.

“AAAAARGH! LET GO, BITCH! LET GO!” The Latina roared. Relinquishing her grip she straightened up and, still on her knees, started whaling on Catherine’s back.

Once free, Catherine instantly pushed forward with all her might, toppling her foe and straddling her.

“Bitch!” Catherine spat out, slapping Jennifer’s face again and again, riding high on the bucking American’s chest.

“Get offa me, you slut!” A wildly kicking Jennifer screamed, both angry and hurt. Almost in the same instant, she brought her legs up, spreading them wide and crossing her ankles right in front of Catherine’s face. One push from the powerful thighs and Catherine went over with a squeal.

The two got to their feet and squared off again, panting and shaking. They were both badly rattled, but neither was even thinking of quitting. They knew the what stakes were. Defeat meant humiliation and that simply was not an option for either of them.

Now Jennifer came forward swinging wildly, looking to end the fight quickly with a few good shots. Catherine was not that easy to knock out, though. Bobbing and weaving, the lithe Welsh beauty proved remarkably adept at dodging the blows and absorbing the few that landed. Then, suddenly, Catherine unleashed a barrage of punches of her own, her long, slim arms moving in wide, smooth arcs, her small fists smacking of bare enemy flesh. Having found herself in the midst of a hailstorm of punches, Jennifer groaned and retreated, her body quivering with hurt and shock as the blows landed all over. Baring her teeth Catherine followed, still swinging and suddenly Jennifer went down, her jaw resonating from the two powerful and accurate blows.

“Get up, bitch!” Catherine snarled. “I’m not done with you yet!”

Still in a haze, Jennifer rolled over on her belly and tried to get up, but Catherine stomped down on her back, flattening her again. Another stomp – this time on Jennifer’s ass – had the Latina moaning and the Welshwoman grinning.

“As I was tryin’ to say before I was so rudely interrupted by some New York simpleton,” Catherine began, a big smirk on her face, “My, grandma, what a big, fat ass you have! Let’s all have a look at it, shall we?”

With that, Catherine bent down and grabbed the back of her rival’s shorts, tugging hard. Even in her dazed state, Jennifer immediately figured out what was about to happen and tried to prevent it by grabbing onto her shorts in turn and holding on for dear life, desperate to avoid the humiliation of being stripped naked on live television.

“Come on, Wonder Woman, show us what you got!” Catherine insisted, and yanked with even more purpose. The tug of war was a short one. Jennifer’s desperation was no match for Catherine’s determination and better position and soon, despite all of the American woman’s squirming, squealing and kicking, the Welsh beauty straightened up with her rival’s shorts in her hand.

“Good Lord, it looks even bigger with nothing to contain it!” Catherine shook her head in mock disbelief. “I just can’t imagine how you manage to walk with all that blubber hangin’ from your back!”

“Fuck you, slut!” Jennifer muttered, both embarrassed and furious. Abandoning her attempts to simply cover her voluptuous, naked posterior with her hands, the Latina now pushed herself up on her hands and knees only to receive a mighty kick squarely in the ass, Catherine’s foot striking the naked flesh with a deafening smack and making it shake and jiggle. Giving a stifled moan, Jennifer tried to crawl away from her assailant. Catherine quickly followed her and kicked her again – this time in the ribs. Jennifer cried out and nearly crumpled, mouth open wide and sucking air, her entire body shuddering with hurt and strain.

“Down, bitch!” Catherine said, placing a foot on her foe’s quivering ass and shoving hard, sending the American beauty sprawling on her belly once again.

As Jennifer tried to get up, Catherine, now in full domination mode, stepped right on the side of the Latina’s face pinning her head to the floor.

“I said: Down, bitch!” The tall Welshwoman commanded, haughty superiority oozing from her entire being as she stood tall and proud over her downed rival.

Jennifer refused to obey, though, and pushed herself up again, this time making it to her feet. Hurt and tired, she could sense she was losing this fight and she was determined to turn it around at any cost.

Equally determined to retain the upper hand, Catherine now went after her foe. Feeling the onset of fatigue herself, the Welsh actress wanted to end this quickly and she attacked fiercely, sending fist after fist into Jennifer’s shaking, cringing body. Groaning under the relentless barrage, the Latina tried to fight back, but her answering blows lacked both strength and direction and she was soon forced to retreat in total disarray before the taller woman’s rampant fury. Catherine followed, steely-eyed and focused, burying her fists in the American beauty’s belly and breasts, pounding the stuffing out of her. Smacking Jennifer across the face, twice, Catherine now spun the sexy Latina and shoved her into the wall. Jennifer groaned loudly on impact, then groaned again as Catherine slammed a punch in her kidney area.

“How’s that feel, Jenny?” Catherine panted. “And how’s THIS feel?” Unable to resist the temptation to mock and taunt her rival even in the heat of battle, and perhaps intent on getting some payback for what had happened at the beginning of the fight, she moved in closer and slapped Jennifer’s ass as hard as she could. Jennifer mewled indignantly and tried to get away, but Catherine pushed her up against the wall again and delivered several more stinging and humiliating smacks to the Latina’s fabled backside, which shook and quivered violently with each impact.

“Get away from me, you fuckin’ bitch!” Jennifer screamed, her eyes darkened with humiliation. Mortified and with her mind set firmly on vengeance, she suddenly pushed herself off the wall and drove the point of her elbow straight in Catherine’s right breast. Catherine squealed and flinched, but instantly stepped up and slammed a knee in the other woman’s ass, then another one, and a third – this time right between Jennifer’s legs. As Jennifer howled in pain, Catherine pushed herself right up against the Latina and snarled in her ear:

“That’ll do, bitch! It ends right here!”

With that, Catherine wrapped her slender arms around Jennifer’s neck in a Sleeper Hold and tightened them up, determined to finish off her foe. Although not perfectly executed due entirely to Catherine’s sheer lack of skill, the hold was still good enough to restrict the flow of blood to Jennifer’s head to a large extent and thus further weaken the embattled Latina. Her eyes wide and panicky, her beautiful face contorted in fear, without a trace of her usual self-assuredness and conceit, Jennifer struggled with all she had left, twisting back and forth, arms flailing, It was no good. The much taller Welshwoman hung on, leaning onto her rival with almost all of her weight, forcing her down. Seconds later, Jennifer’s legs gave and she sank to her knees and was than driven all the way to the floor.

“Goodnight, Jenny!” Catherine purred almost in Jennifer’s ear. “Give my condolences to everyone else in Loserland, willya?” Savoring the moment, the raven-haired beauty stretched out almost languidly atop her foe, enjoying the feel of Jennifer’s hot, slick body wriggling underneath, her eyes gleaming triumphantly. She could sense it would not be long now.

Jennifer could sense the same thing and fought desperately to change it. Rapidly weakening in her rival’s debilitating hold, she gathered all of her remaining strength for one last-ditch attempt at escaping what she knew would be the greatest humiliation in her life. Pulling her knees underneath her, she somehow rose on all-fours. With the wall near enough to reach with her hands and use for support, she now planted a foot firmly on the floor and pushed up with Catherine still plastered to her back.

“No you don’t, you bitch! I’ve got you now!” Catherine growled, and then her eyes widened with shock as slowly, steadily, Jennifer began to straighten up. Seeing her certain victory suddenly beginning to slip away, the taller woman squealed her protest and squeezed with all her strength, wrapping her long legs around her foe’s waist and bouncing up and down in attempts to use her weight to bring the American back down o the floor where she knew she would finish her easily.

But Jennifer would not go back down. She wanted up; she wanted out; she wanted to beat that bitch more than she had ever wanted anything. Doggedly, purposefully, the sexy Latina rose all the way up. She was exhausted, hurt and she was not helped at all by Catherine’s arms which continued to constrict her arteries pushing her closer and closer to unconsciousness, but she made it to her feet. Her powerful, solid, dancer’s legs quivered and shook with the almost overwhelming strain, threatening to collapse under her, but they somehow held and slowly pushed the combined weight of both women up. Once she was standing, Jennifer half-lunged, half-staggered backwards towards the nearest wall in what she knew was her final chance to escape her foe’s deadly clutches before she had blacked out. Catherine knew what that meant, but she did not release her hold. She still wanted to win and she believed she would, so now she just braced for what was coming, determined to hang on till her rival was finished. Her back hit the wall, so did the back of her head and she moaned, suddenly dazed, her arms loosening a bit. Hope and desperation combined to give Jennifer the energy for one more charge at the wall and the second impact broke the Sleeper completely. Catherine slid down Jennifer’s back and sprawled on the floor, her head spinning. Moments later, Jennifer herself toppled over like a felled tree and hit the deck face-first, not in any better condition than her opponent.

Several seconds went by with the only sound in the room being the two women’s labored breathing. They were both exhausted and battered and in desperate need of respite, but at the same time each knew she could not afford the time to rest. They had to end this and they had to end it now. Victory was all that mattered to either of them at this point.

Gasping, shaking, their bodies soaked in sweat, the two warring beauties rose on their knees almost at the same time and came at one another, falling to the floor in a snarling heap. Rolling back and forth, they slapped, clawed and pulled hair, screaming in pain and anger as each strove to conquer the other. It was anybody’s fight for the first few seconds, with each combatant giving as good as she got. Then, gradually, one woman began to take the upper hand. Clearly possessed of more stamina, Jennifer’s sturdier body began to overwhelm Catherine’s lean frame. Desperate, Catherine fought with all she had, but in vain; Jennifer continued to overpower her. The sexy Latina could sense victory now and was intent on not letting it slip through her fingers. Slowly, steadily, Jennifer began to take control of the fight, bending and twisting Catherine’s body relentlessly, wringing the remaining strength from it. Then suddenly, Jennifer’s arms snaked around the Welshwoman’s neck from behind for a Sleeper Hold that was a mirror of the one applied by Catherine herself only moments ago. Choking and spluttering, Catherine wriggled desperately in her opponent’s tight grip, rapidly becoming more and more lightheaded as the supply of oxygen-carrying blood to her brain was interrupted.

“Who’s goin’ to Loserland now, bitch?” Jennifer crowed triumphantly.

The domineering, superior look now completely vanished from her face, replaced by one of pure terror, Catherine continued to struggle with all her fading might. She realized fully well that her tired body was on the verge of collapsing and she needed to do something quick to break free of the other woman’s grasp. Unable to bear the thought of losing to her American rival, especially when considering that mere seconds ago she had been in complete control and on the brink of defeating the bitch, she bucked and squirmed wildly beneath Jennifer. Failing to find a way out thus, the Welsh beauty now decided to do exactly what Jennifer had done earlier and summoned all of her waning energy for one last throw of the dice. Just like Jennifer before her, she pulled her legs underneath her. Just like Jennifer before her she pushed herself up on her hands and knees. Just like Jennifer before her, she placed one foot on the floor and began to rise with her rival clinging tightly to her.

“NNNOO!” Jennifer half-snarled, half-squealed as she was lifted up. Instantly, she wrapped her legs around Catherine’s waist and squeezed as hard as she could, tightening the Sleeper as well.

Slowly, Catherine continued to straighten up, despite all the efforts of the woman on her back to stop her. Her teeth gritted, her eyes full of resolve and her whole body shaking with exertion, she gained inch after inch and eventually made it nearly all the way. She had only a couple of inches to go to brace her slightly bent knees, when her ascent stopped. A distressed, almost pleading look appeared in her eyes as she desperately tried to will her exhausted body to complete those last inches, the sweat virtually pouring out of her. Her tired legs shook, shuddered, then suddenly buckled, unable to cope with the strain and she went down with a whimper.

Letting out a triumphant growl, Jennifer heaved, rolling onto her right side, her arms and legs still wound tightly around her foe, keeping Catherine ensnared and slowly squeezing the remaining fight out of her. Staring defeat and humiliation in the face, the proud Welshwoman continued to twist and kick, but was already too weakened to break her rival’s dual hold. She tugged and clawed feebly at the arm around her throat in an attempt to loosen it but it was no use. Jennifer knew victory was hers and was not to be denied. The Latina’s strong legs squeezed mightily, pulverizing her opponent’s svelte midsection, her arms constricted the taller woman’s arteries even further and Catherine was done. Soon, all of the raven-haired beauty’s struggles practically stopped as she was nearly unconscious.

Knowing she had won, Jennifer finally released her victim and slowly got on top of her in a reverse straddle, her eyes glittering with both malice and triumph. Utterly spent, Catherine was unable to prevent her foe from mounting her and could only mewl softly, pinned flat on her back. She pushed feebly at Jennifer’s back and hips, but failed to dislodge the American and suddenly tears were welling up in her eyes as she realized she had lost.

“What now, bitch?” Jennifer panted. “You ready to give?”

“No!” The proud Welsh beauty wailed, still pawing ineffectually at her opponent’s curvy hips, still refusing to accept the inevitable. “Get off of me, you fat-assed Mexican cow!”

“I’m Puerto Rican, you dumb British broad!” Jennifer growled. “And a very pissed off Puerto Rican at that – as you’re about to find out!”

Her face drawn and cold, Jennifer now set to work on her supine rival’s belly, her fist pounding away at the taut flesh, pulverizing the muscles, sinking deeper and deeper with each blow. A gasping, wheezing Catherine tried to struggle but it was useless. She had no more strength left and could only lie there and groan as the pain gripped her midsection tighter and tighter. She still was not quitting, though, which soon prompted a deep throaty growl from the irate Latina beauty, to whom the only way victory could be achieved was through complete submission.

“That’s it, bitch! Playtime’s over!” Jennifer snarled as she reached down and slid her left hand inside the other woman’s bikini bottoms.

Catherine screeched and, galvanized by the sudden terrible pain in her nether regions, abruptly bucked with such might that Jennifer nearly toppled over. The sexy Latina kept her mount, though, riding her kicking, screaming foe skillfully while maintaining the crippling Crotch Claw, causing Catherine to howl in anguish.

“LEGGO! LEGGO! LEGGO!!” Catherine kept bellowing, squirming and twisting, her fists hammering at Jennifer’s bare back.

“GIVE YOU FUCKIN’ BITCH! GIVE!!” Jennifer roared in reply, squeezing harder and harder, her manicured fingernails digging deeper and deeper into tender, sensitive flesh.

The clash of wills did not last very long. Both women wanted the win equally badly, but one of them was positioned infinitely better. One of them was inflicting pain, the other had to just take it, until…

“AAIIIEEEE! STOP IT, YOU BITCH! STOP IT!!” Catherine screamed, unable to cope with the hurt any longer. “NO MORE! NO MOOOOOOOOOH GOD! PLEASE NO MORE!!”

“SAY IT, BITCH!” Jennifer shouted threateningly, her eyes blazing as she continued to squeeze and twist. “I WANNA HEAR YOU SAY IT, YOU FUCKIN’ SLUT! SAY IT!!”

“AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE! I GIVE! I GIVE! I GIVE!!” A wildly thrashing Catherine shrieked like mad, shaking her head from side to side, eyes shut tight in agony.

Shuddering with both strain and excitement, Jennifer settled back upon her beaten adversary raised her arms high in the air, throwing her head back thrusting her chest out proudly and threw her head back, releasing the tension with one loud, long victory cry.

“Now you know, bitch!” The triumphant Latina said, looking over her shoulder at her pinned foe, her eyes gleaming, “Now everybody knows who the better woman is! And if there’s still somebody that’s not convinced, I don’t think there’d be any doubts left after I sit all over your pretty face till you pass out!”

The words, spoken with menacing conviction and backed by the sight of the vast, glistening expanse of the two well-rounded buttocks looming just inches in front of her eyes petrified the helpless Catherine. Losing a fight to her hated rival and with the world watching was intolerable enough. But to be facesat into unconsciousness by that same hated rival and with that same world watching?! No way! Never!

“No, don’t! Please don’t do this!!” Catherine babbled, her eyes wide and pleading. “You won, you’ve made your point… Just don’t do this to me, please!”

“No?” Jennifer asked in mock surprise. “I thought you liked my ass! You couldn’t stop talkin’ about it! Now don’t you wanna feel it too?” The sexy New Yorker wriggled her hips a bit, bringing her broad rear end even closer to her rival’s face.

“No!” Catherine squeaked in panic. “Please don’t!”

“Well, well,” Jennifer smiled scornfully. “The high-and-mighty Zeta-Jones! Look at you! Absolutely pathetic! I really oughta smother you with my ass, just to watch you squirm with no air, but you’re such a pitiful weakling I don’t wanna waste my time with you! So I tell you what: You kiss my ass, and you kiss it good and long so that everybody can see just what a sorry excuse for a woman you really are, and I just might let you go!” With that, Jennifer backed up another inch or so, her posterior now almost on top of Catherine’s face.

“No!” Catherine whined, shaking her head from side to side, unwilling to subject to the humiliation. “I won’t do iIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!

The high-pitched scream came as result of Jennifer once applying a brutal Crotch Claw – something Catherine could not take.

“AAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE! STOP! STOP!! I’LL DO IT! I’LL DO IIIIIEEEEEEEEET!!” The raven-haired woman shrieked madly.

“Well, what are you waitin’ for, bitch?” Jennifer inquired. Releasing her Claw, she grabbed a handful of Catherine’s tresses and pulled the Welshwoman’s face into a glistening buttock. “Do it, slut!” she ordered, “Kiss my ass! Do it, or I swear I’ll rip you a new one WHILE I’m sittin’ on your face!! KISS IT!!”

Catherine’s hesitation was a brief one. She was desperate to avoid embarrassment, but she was even more desperate to avoid the combination of embarrassment and pain and so, guided by Jennifer’s steady, insistent hand, she pressed her lips against the Latina’s left cheek and held them there until the hold o her hair was finally released. Then she just lay there with tears of humiliation in her eyes.

“That’s a good bitch!” Jennifer purred approvingly. “Maybe we should do it again…”

Catherine said nothing. Too weak to fight, all her will gone, the Welshwoman was absolutely terrified of Jennifer now, having given it her all and still having lost to the Latina. Gone was the proud, self-assured beauty who had entered the fight with such poise and confidence. In her place was only a beaten woman, broken and subjugated, ready to do anything her conqueror bid her to avoid further punishment.

By contrast, Jennifer was conceit personified, her customary haughty, arrogant posture now even more prominent as she sat proudly atop her vanquished foe in all her naked glory with a smug expression on her beautiful face.

“Or maybe not.” The Latina continued. “Like I said, you ain’t worth my time! Although you kiss ass good! Almost as good as that other Wonder Woman wannabe, Biel.” Jennifer flashed a conceited smile. “That’s right, that bitch thought she was big and bad too, but she ended up just like you: On her back and kissin’ ass! Did a good job of it too! Even better than you; got a little bit more suction goin’!” Jennifer laughed harshly. “I’m only sorry the little prude chickened out of fightin’ me naked on the show and I had to go to her house to kick her ass! But it don’t matter! I was all worth it! I showed her which one of us is superior; she won’t be gettin’ any more ideas about that Wonder Woman part – just like you won’t! And she ended up with a face full of ass – just like you will!”

It took a while for the ominous last few words to register in Catherine’s distressed mind, and when they did, her face showed nothing but horror.

“No!” She squealed, struggling weakly. “You lyin’ bitch!”

“That’s me!” Jennifer grinned proudly. Then her face became serious. “You don’t expect me to just let you off that easy, do you? You’ve been runnin’ your big mouth long enough; it’s time I shut you up! Besides, I’ve got standards to maintain. Everybody’s expectin’ me to do this and I don’t intend to let them down! And I don’t intend to let YOU down, either! All this time you’ve been obsessin’ over my ‘big, fat ass’ – talkin’ about it, starin’ at it, tryin’ to slap and grab it – so I figured if you really want it that bad, I’m just gonna give it to you! Here, take it, bitch! And say hello to all them horses and rescue teams when you find them!”

With that, Jennifer slid backwards, planting her voluptuous, naked derriere on Catherine’s face. The raven-haired beauty had time only for a short squeak of protest before her world was suddenly plunged into hot, moist darkness. Unable to breathe, Catherine twisted and kicked with what little strength she had, but it was pointless. Jennifer just sat there, the two glistening globes of her infamous ass engulfing her struggling victim’s face, smothering the Welsh actress into oblivion.

“How’s that feel, bitch?” The Latina asked with a smile as Catherine thrashed helplessly underneath her. “Enjoyin’ yourself down there?”

The only reply that came was in the form of a series of small muffled sounds. Arching her back and twisting her hips from side to side, Catherine used her last vestiges of energy to try and break free but could not. Deprived of oxygen, her body was starting to shut down and her struggles quickly died down to mere jerking of her long legs and feeble slapping at her tormentor’s torso, hips and thighs. Soon even those all but stopped.

Dripping sweat and conceit, Jennifer smiled smugly as she wriggled her hips around, legs spread wide, ass-cheeks gripping enemy face tight, mashing, grinding, suffocating.

“Don’t stop now, baby, we’re havin’ a great time here!” Jennifer laughed as Catherine’s hands ceased slapping and her arms splayed listlessly to the side. “Here, let me do it for you!” The sexy Latina now gave her own ass a few smacks, making the glistening flesh jiggle and shake. She finished her ride with a flourish, raising her arms above her head and humping away energetically until Catherine’s twitching stopped completely and she lay still.

Rising slowly to her feet, Jennifer stood astride her unconscious foe, her sweat-soaked body erect, surrounded by the unmistakable glow of victory. Hands on hips, she looked straight into a camera with a mixture of triumph and challenge, her bare chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to control her breathing. A few moments later, she gave Catherine’s limp form a derisive little kick, then gathered her shorts and Catherine’s torn top from the floor, not forgetting to rip the Welshwoman’s bikini bottoms off her body, leaving her completely naked as well.

“So much for you, bitch!” She panted as she straightened up and stared down at Catherine with contempt. “Now let’s see who’s next! I swear I’m gonna get that role even if I have to go through every slut in Hollywood!” She added in a low voice, speaking more to herself than to anyone else. Then she looked up into a camera again.

“Hey, Knowles! I hear you want the Wonder Woman part too. You better pucker up, bitch!” She patted her luscious backside and walked out of the room with a wide, provocative swing of her hips.