SPY vs SPY The Village
By Diane

Rachael felt water on her legs and dirt on her face. Her dark wet hair covered half her face. She hurt everywhere. Her one arm was under her and in her shirt. She opened her eyes and saw that she was on the shore of the river. How far they had tumbled from the cliff to the water she didn’t know nor did she know how far they were swept down the river. She turned her head and pain shot thru it. Her vision blurred but she made out the blonde not far from her. Deidra was on her back, her wet blonde hair also covering her face. Her white blouse was torn open showing a whole massive breast. Rachael rolled over on her side and pulled her hand from her blouse. Clutched in it was the document. She tried to get up and the sky spun. She passed out.
When she open her eyes again she was looking at the ceiling of a tent. It was very hot and humid. She was lying on a cot and was aware that she was totally naked. A make shift bandage was around her head. Another bandaged her left arm from shoulder to forearm. Turning her head to the side there was a small table next to her. Beyond that was another cot on which Deidra lay. The blonde also totally naked had a piece of cloth on her forehead over her right eye. Bandages covered her left leg from knee to ankle. Her body was covered with scratches and bruises. Rachael assumed that she also looked the same. She tried to get up by fell back. She doesn’t know how long it was but a sound caused her to open her eyes. Deidra stood over her with a pair of scissors in her hand. Rachael moved her head just in time as the scissors stabbed into the cot. The blonde came down on top of her. Rachael grabbed her wrist with the scissors and they rolled off the cot to the dirt floor. Deidra grabbed the bandage on Rachael’s head and pulled it off. Pain shot thru her head and she saw stars. Her hand lashed out and hit the patch on the blonde’s forehead. Deidra cried out and instantly the patch began soaking with blood. Back and forth on the dirt floor the two women wrestled over the scissors. Their long legs locking and unlocking. Grabbing hair they got to their feet and fell onto Deidra’s cot. It collapsed under their weight. Rachael kept a tight grip on the blonde’s wrist. They struggled to their feet and went against the side of the huge tent. It threatened to fold but they spun off. Rachael’s huge breasts pressed hard into Deidra’s equally massive mounds. Nipples getting hard raked across fleshy orbs.
They pushed and pulled one another to the front of the tent and stumbled thru the flap into the open. They were in a small tribal village with thatched huts. The tribe’s people walking around soon gathered around watching the two women fight. Tripping one another they went down on the ground in the dry dirt wrestling kicking up a small dust storm. Rachael kept control of the blonde’s hand with the scissors as they fought. Getting to their feet they pulled each other around and into a small table of fruits and vetagbles crushing it under their combined weight and spilling them back down in the dirt. The locals ran to gather up the knocked over fruit and things as the two battling women rolled away. Wrestling hard in the dirt Rachael got her other hand on Deidra’s wrist. She banged the blonde’s arm on the ground until the scissors fell free.
Deidra’s hand went under the brunettes chin pushing her head back. Rachael clawed at the blonde’s face trying for her eyes. A closed fist hit her in the jaw knocking her off the blonde. She jumped up and caught Deidra in a bear hug. The blonde wrapped her arms around the brunette and they flung one another to the dirt. Deidra wound up on top. She grabbed both of Rachael’s huge breasts and squeezed. Rachael grabbed Deidra’s wrists then her arms then her breasts. She rolled the blonde over and got on top of her. They pushed and pulled on one another’s massive tits. Deidra wrestled Rachael onto her back climbing on top of her. She pulled on Rachael’s nipples. Rachael slapped her face knocking the blonde off her. They got to their feet and Deidra punched Rachael in the face knocking her down. She dove on her but Rachael got her legs up and on Deidra. She shoved the blonde backwards. Deidra stumbled and fell on the broken table. She didn’t get up. The tribe’s people gathered around looking at her. A jagged piece of broken table had pierced her. Rachael sat up. A noise behind her made her jump. A young boy held out her tattered clothes and her boots. He dropped them then produced a dirty damp folded paper. The document. Rachael too it and he ran off. She pulled her clothes on and boots and headed down the road. She didn’t know where she was but the road had to lead somewhere and she had the document. Until some one else tried to take it.