The Hottest One Wins?

By SuperCat

I’m so glad we started up www.ecats.com.

I gotta say, it’s the best damn job in the world. I get to hang around gorgeous girls all the time and watch them beat the heck out of one another!

Well, that’s not completely true. Most of our stuff is done with some sort of scripting with the girls getting a little leeway, and nobody really is beating up one another for real, but we like to think we put on a good show, and everybody has a great time doing it.

We have about 12 girls in our current rotation of fighters, and we were looking to add a couple more because we know people want a little variety. So Freddy (my intrepid partner and cameraman) and I put out a bit of a casting call on craigslist looking for “Attractive Females Interested in Wrestling”. We got about 30 good responses and we had already run through a bunch of interviews and even a couple test matches. We already agreed we had a complete find in Maria, an Italian stunner from Cleveland (of all places) who was a perfect villainess brunette on tape and a complete sweetheart off.

So now we figured we’d add a blonde.

After going through all our options and a quick phone interview, we decided to invite in Carly and Sunni and see what they were made of.

Carly was a stunner with sandy blonde hair that slightly curled down past her shoulders. She had sparkling light blue eyes set off by prominent, Kathy Ireland-like eyebrows and a full cupids bow of a mouth. When she came in, her hair was back in a pony tail and she was wearing a tie dyed shirt, skirt that came a little above her knees, and a pair of soft boots, when I asked her to take her hair down so I could see how she looked, she transformed into a real beauty. She was a 5’7” 24 year old grad student at a local university who had seen some catfight videos with one of her old boyfriends and was entranced by the effect it had on him. She was also a self described “nerd” who had been spending her time “hanging out with my cats and writing my thesis.” We showed her some of our work and she was totally into it.

“Oh yeah, I could totally do that! It looks like fun; and I get PAID for that?” she giggled. We asked if she’d have any problems doing things like topless and she dismissed it with a wave. “I like my body, and I see no reason to be ashamed of showing it off. No worries guys, I’ll put on a great show for you, and I can be sexy when I want to!” She giggled again. When she laughed it sounded like an angel’s door chimes to me. I suddenly wished I was a better looking guy.

I asked if her boyfriend might have any issues with her wrestling for us and she waved me off with “no time for all that, all the guys I know are a pain in the ass right now anyway.”

Both Freddy and I agreed she’d be a great addition and would work well with the other girls thanks to her sweet personality.

We asked her to come back that Thursday night at 9PM to have an audition match. She beamed and said that would be wonderful.

“I dig her, man. Like, for reals” I said to Fred after she left.

“Don’t date the talent compadre.” He laughed and clapped me on the back.

Sunni was a bit more problemic.

She was a 26 year old “dancer and entertainer”: In other words, a stripper. Which was ok by us. We run a female wrestling website, who are we to judge?

She looked the part too. 5’9” with a teased pile of platinum blonde hair over top of ravenous blue eyes and a huge 44E man made chest that jutted out from her chest like Everest and K2. She had a dancer’s legs, for sure, carved with toned muscle. She was indeed a sight to behind, decked out in pre-ripped jeans that looked painted on and a leopard print half shirt.

And she was a bit of a conceited bitch.

She strutted into our office like she owned the place, sat down and fired up a smoke before she even knew if either of us minded. (we didn’t, but my pack of Parliaments was in my desk) She said “You need me, you pay me, I make you money.” I noted it was probably silly to ask if she had any hang-ups about what she’d do and she took her top off right there and said “what do you think? I paid enough for these things. I like to show them off.”

“Look, I’d be the hottest thing you got in your videos by FAR guys. I’ve seen your other talent and they aren’t even close to my league. You’d be idiots not to take me.”

When we asked if she’d mind doing an audition match, she sighed and rolled her eyes. “I shouldn’t even have to, but if you insist, I’ll blow anybody else you have out of the water, in hotness and in a fight.”

Carly arrived early, she was more or less in the same style of getup she had on at the interview. “Yeah, well, I guess I kinda have a uniform. But I just like to be comfy.” She shrugged unselfconsciously. “But hey guys! Check this out!” She brightened and told us she’d be back in a minute. When she returned, she had changed into a lacy black bra and a pair of high black stockings tied up to a garter belt.

“So what do you think guys? Do I clean up nice?” She laughed as she turned around.

I thought so.

But…

“THIS is what I have to compete against?”

Sunni had arrived. Freddy had sent her back without telling me. Thanks compadre.

Carly frowned, but recovered nicely and held out her hand: “Hi! I’m Carly!”

Sunni looked at her hand like it was perhaps diseased.

“And I’m unimpressed. Let’s get this over with shall we?”

“Ok, ok, Carly, Sunni. Sunni, Carly. Let me get Frederico back here and let’s get rolling. Sunni, get dressed, will you?”

Sunni just took her black dress off right there. She was wearing a micro-bra that barely covered her big fake titties and a thong cut high on her hips.

“Yo Fred, get the releases and get back here.” I popped my head out the door of our filming room.

Freddy appeared with the hand held camera he used to supplement the two stills we ran and the releases for the girls to sign so all our asses are covered.

“Ok, ladies, look make it look real, but nobody gets hurt ok. Please pull the punches, don’t choke each other, don’t break arms or legs or anything, don’t squeeze too hard, and don’t pop one another for real in the face or below the belt. And please no giggling or anything, just act like you two really don’t like one another and throw out a lot of verbal abuse. You’ve both said you’ve seen some of these and you both said you know what’s more or less expected. So let’s have at it.”

“Who should win?” Carly asked.

“I should, of course. The hottest girls always win in these videos.” Sunni snorted.

“That’s a matter of opinion.” Carly muttered and then put back on her positive face. “Ok fine then, I’m not gonna argue with you. How about you end up pretending to smother me under those big knockers of yours?”

“I wouldn’t have to pretend. You should love to be under these things.”

Carly furrowed her brow and asked: “Is she like this all the time?”

I shrugged.

Carly rolled her eyes. I could tell Sunni’s bitch act was starting to get on even her nerves. “Well, what-ever Barbie.” She said sarcastically “let’s have a good fight then!”

We got the cameras in place and rolling and I sent the girls to each end of the room and called out to start.

They put on a damn good show. Mostly because unlike our other offerings, where the girls liked and got along with each other in real life, it quickly became obvious neither of these two much cared for the other. Sunni’s insults were authentic, when she called Carly a “mediocre looking cunt!” she was serious, and when Carly would spit out “bitch” and “slut” she meant every word. Even though they were supposed to pull a punch, I could tell both of them, when given the opportunity, would sneak in one that went straight into a gut or tits, and when Sunni put Carly into a scissors she poured on the pressure instead of cutting back, sneering loudly about how much better her body was. Carly knew her role and sold her moves like a born jobber though, I could tell she kinda seethed that she was supposed to lose the match, but she was one great performer, she screamed and moaned like an Oscar winner. This in turn encouraged Sunni to do what she did well, heap on verbal abuse. She insulted Carly to no end, and where normally I have to tell my girls to keep a straight face for this, she was clearly enjoying it. After about fifteen minutes of good action, I set the girls up for the End, I asked them to come out of some hairpulling and have Sunni pull a kick to Carlys crotch, then take her down and work her into the breast smother to finish it. Well, Carly did her part, even though I felt bad for making her do it, but Sunni didn’t pull her kick to the crotch, she followed through and intentionally went to hurt the other blonde.

“OW, FUCK! BITCH! OOOOOOOOOOH” Carly didn’t have to sell her pain.

Sunni sneered, “I told you I was better than you in every way, you skank” and hit Carly with a closed fist to the jaw, dropping the beauty to the mat.

This wasn’t what I was asking for. I damn sure didn’t want to take poor Carly to the hospital, and I wanted her to come back for more filming at this point regardless. Even if Fred didn’t want me dating the talent, I could just look at her all day long.

With Carly down, Sunni dropped onto her in a schoolgirl pin, grabbed her jaw with her left hand, and the platinum blonde slapped Carly several times with her right, telling her what a useless loser she was. That was ok though; slaps and insults were part of the show. Then she looked directly into Freddy’s hand held and slowly dropped those mammoth breasts onto the darker haired blondes face, rubbing them all over the girl until she settled in and smothered Carly. Carly knew to let it go for the show for a bit before pretending to drop into an unconscious state.

But after I gave the signal that Carly had ended her part and we were done, Sunni didn’t stop. She licked her lips at Freddys camera and continued smothering Carly.

Carly stopped pretending to be in a smother and started tapping out in panic with her left hand.

“STOP IT SUNNI!” I said, “NOW!”

The platinum haired stunner rolled her eyes at me and said “You said keep it real, and I keep it real”. Then she got up and while Carly sucked in air, she did her victory pose with her foot on Carlys flat stomach. “You’re a useless ugly slut. I told you, the hottest girl ALWAYS wins.”

And then she kicked Carly in the gut as hard as she could.

“OOOF” The sandy haired blonde responded.

Then Sunni tried to kick her in the crotch as hard as she could, thankfully, Carly managed to deflect the blow.

“HEY! CUT THAT SHIT OUT DAMMIT!” I yelled.

Carly had the wherewithal to roll away and started getting to her feet.

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ABOUT YOU FUCKING BITCH!”

Sunni rolled her eyes and said “I felt like it. You were a dirty pretend fighter and I wanted to show you what losing for real feels like.”

“I was dirty??!??” Carly said incredulously. “You were trying to rip my tits off in there and you punched me like 42 times you slut!”

“Whatever. You deserved it and you know it, and you needed to be reminded how much better I was than you, loser.”

“Fuck you, you fucking stripper Barbie doll. You had no right to do that.”

“You wanna get beat up for real you useless cunt?”

“I’ll fight you for real you bitch, fuck this. This is supposed to be fun action, you went way too far. I’m not afraid of your dumb stripper ass!”

“Please, just like in videos, the hottest girl wins in real life too!”

“That isn’t you, you plastic piece of shit.”

“Any man would disagree. This body is worth every penny, and you’re nothing to me. I’m gonna enjoy this.”

“Uh…ladies” I finally had to step in.

“WHAT?” They responded in unison.

“Look, I don’t want either of you getting hurt and I’m kinda responsible for this.”

“No, you aren’t” Carly’s eyes flashed. “This is off the record; I don’t hold you legally responsible.”

“Me neither, whatever that means” Sunni said.

“Means you can’t take it out on these guys when I tear your tits off, kinda like how you should have sued the doctor for malpractice when he put those disgusting things on your chest, but then you couldn’t after you said “tee hee, I like them!” Carly said.

“Uh, ok, Feddy, you got that on video? I assume that’s all we need?”

“Yeah man, I took a couple pre law classes before I switched to Comm Arts.”

“But you got, like, C’s and shit. Er…Ok, then, but please girls, don’t do anything too rash, you’re both really attractive in real life, I don’t want anything bad to happen.”

“I’m beautiful on the inside, I’ll be fine sweetie.” Carly beamed at me.

Sunni snarled, “oh fuck this cutesy pie bullshit” and lunged for Carly.

They dug hands into each other’s hair and started ripping away twisting around the room. Carly was able to back Sunni into the corner and paid back a debt by sending a violent stocking clad knee right into Sunni’s snatch. “See how YOU like it, god your pussy is so nasty!” she said as Sunni doubled over. She then kneed Sunni in the tits and grabbed her by the hair and led her out to the middle of the room where she put Sunni into a headlock and punched the woman in the head.

But Carly, not being an experienced real life fighter, didn’t know the top of the head is the hardest part of the body, and this gave Sunni a chance to regain her senses. And she snuck her hand into Carly’s panties and grabbed at her pussy. Carly released her headlock and tried to smack the platinum blonde’s hands away.

Sunni kept her hands on Carly’s groin area and shot her head upwards, catching the blonde on the jaw.

Carly staggered back, her eyes rolling.

Sunnis hand came out with some public hair clutched in it.

“Not even a real blonde”.

“I am, bitch, not like YOU are!” Carly gasped.

Sunni lowered her shoulder and charged, Carly didn’t react fast enough and Sunni’s shoulder slammed into her belly. Carly hit the wall hard.

Standing her up by clutching Carly’s throat, Sunni pressed her advantage by ripping off Carly’s lacey black bra, exposing her very perky pair of 36C breasts. Still choking her, she began mauling Carly’s left breast and then her right one.

Carly didn’t have to sell her moans this time, she was in real pain.

“Your tits suck you skank, just like the rest of you.” Sunni spat.

She followed up her advantage by kneeing Carly in the stomach again, still ripping at her breasts.

Carly spasmed, and this got her out of the choke hold. She dropped to her knees, wrapping her arms around Sunny’s dancer thighs in a defensive posture.

The platinum haired woman started kicking at her enemy.

Carly however was able to use the situation to her advantage and she bit down on Sunnis panty covered crotch for all she was worth, biting at her clit through the black satin.

“OWWWWWWWWWW MY FUCKING PUSSY! YOU FUCKING SLUT!” Sunni screamed. Carly held on though. Biting like a rabid terrier.

Sunni started backing across the room before tripping and falling. This knocked the girls askew, and she opened her legs enough to put Carly into a head scissors. Her legs poured on the pressure.

“BITE MY MONEY MAKER WILL YOU! YOU UGLY FUCKINGSLUT! I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”

Carly’s struggles ceased a bit, but she now knew if nothing else, teeth worked, and now she bit down on the platinum haired woman’s inside thigh.

“YOU BITCH! AAAAAAAAAAAH” Sunni released her hold and scrambled away.

“I’m gonna knock those teeth out you whore!” Sunni growled.

“God your pussy is nasty, use a douche you diseased slut!” then to me: “I hate to fight dirty, but dammit she deserves it!”

I just kind of nodded. I’m sure I looked like a complete moron. I think I was drooling.

Her aside cost her though, as Sunni was faster to her feet again and used the opportunity to throw a big left hand that caught Carly on her temple. Carly dropped to the mat, her eyes rolling. Sunni followed up with another kick to the stomach and then one to her boobs. She knelt down next you Carly and yelled “SEE, I’M THE HOTTEST BITCH, FUCK YOU YOU UGLY CUNT!” each word punctuated with a slap to the face.

She grabbed Carly by her hair and bounced her head off the wall, then led the woman to the middle of the room, still grabbing her by her hair. She put Carly’s head between her knees and made a muscle pose for the camera.

“You..uh…getting this Freddy?” I asked.

“Yeah brother. I’m on this.”
Sunni reached down and pulled the black panties underneath Carlys garter belt, giving her a wedgie and pulling the satin into Carly’s vagina. The sandy blonde howled in pain and started crying.

“Give up you stupid bitch, say I’m better than you to the camera!”

“No…leggo…fuck you slut!”

“Give or I’m gonna hurt you bad!”

“Fuck you bimbo, not giving up to you! Leggo!”

With an almost herculean effort Carly grabbed Sunni’s ankles and pulled. The blonde stumbled and then fell as Carly scooted into her.

She stood up, took a moment to fix her panties and then sent a stocking clad foot right between Sunnis legs. The platinum blonde screeched in agony, shooting up to a sitting position.

“Shut up slut!” Carly growled and kicked Sunni in the face, knocking her flat on her back with blood running from her mouth. Carly dove on top of the blonde leading with a knee to the twat, and ripped off the beauties top. “God those things are just nasty looking. Fuckin fake tits.” She said with utter distain.

“Well, I’ll just rip those implants the fuck OUT!” She screamed and tore into Sunni’s huge knockers.

“AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY TITS BITCH!” Sunni yelled in agony as Carly was trying to turn her breasts damn near all the way around, and then slashed at her areola with her nails.

“No way bitch, you asked for this…I’m a nice person, but you fucked with me! Give up or they come off!”

“I HATE YOU BITCH, FUCK YOU, NO!”

Carly screeched and smashed her head into Sunnis face, and the platinum haired woman fell to the carpet, semi conscious.

Carly got up from her body and started walking around Sunni. Telling her what a dumb whore she was and kicking at her body as Sunni came back to her senses.

“Babe, she hasn’t given up yet” I’m thinking to myself.

“Victory pose!” Carly laughed and looked right at me.

She put her stocking clad foot right between Sunnis huge tits and she smiled right into Freddy’s camera, then at me.

“See! Guess I’m kinda hot after al…”

But that was all she got out as Sunni shot a fist right into her pubic area. Doubling her over. She reached up and grabbed Carly by her boobs and dragged her to the mat.

“OOOOOOOOOOHHHH GOD LEGGO MY TITS!”

“FUCK YOU YOU UGLY TRAMP. YOU MESS WITH ME, YOU LOSE, I’M HOTTER THAN YOU AND I ALWAYS WIN OVER THE LIKES OF YOU” Sunni said and put Carly into a head scissors. Her pole gripping strong legs worked in tandem, and this time she kept Carly’s mouth well away from her skin. She punched the sandy haired blonde in the head over and over until Carly ceased to struggle much.

“GIVE IT UP, I’M BETTER THAN YOU IN EVERY WAY!” Sunni snarled again.

“No…not…gonna…give…up...to you” Carly courageously replied.

Sunni laughed at her pain.

“Good, I’d rather torture you anyway. This is all on film you ugly bitch. The whole world is gonna get to see me kick your ass.”

She pulled back Carlys long hair and faced her towards the camera.

“GET A GOOD LOOK EVERYBODY, THIS IS THE FACE OF A LOSER!”

Carly was trying not to cry, I could tell.

Sunni released her enemy and Carly just lay on the floor moaning.

Sunni kicked her in the ribs as she walked around her beaten opponent. She kicked Carly over onto her stomach and pulled her over to a sitting position, she then lashed out with her strong legs and savagely scissored Carly from behind. Carly gasped and her head reflexively went back allowing Sunni to wrap her right arm under her chin and start strangling the woman. Carly started gasping from lack of air

Working her stranglehold, Sunni grabbed onto Carly’s left breast and started raking her nails across it and as Carly stiffened in pain from this hold, the wicked platinum blonde stripper used the opportunity to pull Carly’s legs apart with her own legs and kicked down with her heels onto the poor woman’s pussy. The triple punishment was far too much for Carly, she held out as long as she could, but with the loss of air and the crotch punishment, she started tapping the floor in panic, submitting the fight.

Sunni didn’t seem like she wanted to let Carly go though, and she was hissing in Carly’s ear “Yeah you stupid bitch, fuck with me. You’re lucky I don’t really put you out, now fuck you!”

I yelled at her to “let the fuck go NOW” and started to move in to pull Sunni off the girl, Freddy was putting down his camera, and he was starting to yell the same when Sunni released her and kicked Carly away. Carly gasped in air and clutched at her hurting pussy as I reached Sunni and started to lead her away. She shook off my hand and took a moment to rub her foot on Carly’s face and sneered at her: “SEE YOU UGLY CUNT, I TOLD YOU SO! THE HOTTEST GIRL ALWAYS WINS!”

“OK SUNNI, THAT’S FUCKIN IT, QUIT IT NOW!” I yelled and Freddy and I grabbed her by both arms and dragged her away from Carly. “LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE! Fred, get her the hell out of here, ok?” Freddy nodded and led Sunni out the door, “Yeah man, I’ll take care of it. You take care of her, ok brother!”

I nodded and knelt down next to Carly, letting her head rest on my thigh. She was still gasping for air, but was coming around; she was still gripping her hurt pussy with her other hand.

“Carly! Oh fuck! You ok?” I asked; my voice full of honest concern.

“Well” she gasped out, “Outside…of…being…strangled, having…my tit…ripped off…and being kicked in the…pussy…by a psychotic stripper…I’m just ducky.” And she managed to actually laugh before she started coughing.

“Ow…ok, that hurt. Think I’ll be ok though, I just need a few minutes.”

She was able to breathe clearly again, a really good sign in my opinion.

I helped her get to her feet and led her over to the chair I had been sitting in earlier. I knelt down next to her and she managed to smile down at me.

“What are you, my knight in shining flannel?”

“Carly, I’m so sorry. Can I make it up to you?”

“Well…I think I could use a drink.”

“That’s a damn good idea. I think I could use one myself.”

“Ok…ow, jesus…yeah, I’m hurtin…that was more than I bargained for. Let me go clean up a bit and make sure that crazy bitch didn’t really hurt me and then I think I could use some tequila. Damn it, I should have won, I let her get into my head. I’m so stupid.”

“It happens Carly. Call it a lesson, I’m just glad you’re ok!”

“I didn’t do too bad for my first fight did I?” she smiled sweetly through her pain.

“No, you did really good actually. I thought for sure you had her.”

Freddy came back into the room and announced “Ok, she’s gone. I gave her her money and told her to get the hell out. That chica was fuckin muy loco brother. Is she OK?”

“Nothin a couple shots of Cuervo can’t fix.” I responded, hoping it was true.

“And nachos.” She chirped without missing a beat. “Chicken nachos.”

And we all started busting out laughing. It felt good.

“Ok, I’m gonna go use the little girls room, gimmie a sec ok?”

Once she had left the room, taking painful little steps but telling me she didn’t want any help. I looked at Freddy and said “Man, that was some shit, wasn’t it? You got all that, right?”

He looked back and said “Yeah brother. Got it all. Damn yo. That poor girl. But hey bro, I think I might have to bust out a little early from the bar. I think I might kinda be in the way, right?”

“You’re never in the way old compadre. But yeah, I think I want some one on one convo with this one. Gracias amigo.”

“Of course man. But remember what I say about not messing with the talent.” And he laughed.

Carly came back in dressed in the clothes she had arrived in. “I’m fine, at least nothing obvious and I don’t feel broken, just sore. I’m so glad I wore a skirt. I don’t think my poor vajayjay could take pants right now. You got a cigarette?”

“You just got strangled and you want a smoke girl?”

“Yeah, I love the irony. Oh shit, what a night. Where the fuck did you find that crazy bitch anyway?” She asked as she inhaled.

“Same place we found you. Craigslist.”

“The fucking internet. Buncha whackjobs out there.”

And we all started laughing again.

“Ok, let’s get the hell out of here. I think we’ve all had enough of this place for the night.” I helped her to her feet and escorted her to the door. Freddy followed. I’m sure he was smirking at me.

After a few shots, Carly felt MUCH better and Freddy, bless his Latino heart, exited gracefully and let us fall into one another.

“You know I was rooting for you the whole time, right?”

“Of course I did. It was written all over your face. I’d have given in so long before I did, but I…I dunno. I wanted to impress you.”

“You didn’t need to do that to impress me Carly. I just didn’t want to see you…”

“Lose?” she volunteered. “That wasn’t your choice and I know that. I was dumb for even letting her win the staged fight.”

“Well, I didn’t want to see you get hurt at all.”

“Oh please. Look, I’m also the frickin genius who had to open her big mouth and go and say “OK bitch, lets fight for real.” Not my best idea, was it? But you’re sweet. Thanks for caring about me. It’s been a while since somebody has cared about me like that.”

I took her back to her apartment.

Sunnis punishment hadn’t hurt her vajayjay at all.

As I held her lying in her bed, I looked into her adorable eyes and said “You know what? That crazy bitch was right about something.”

“WHAAA?” she asked incredulously.

“Yeah. The hottest girl did win…my heart“

She laughed and said “Gawd, you’re such a cheeseball!”

And I pulled her closer.

Sunni probably is still humping a pole out there somewhere. We’ll never release her footage. Let somebody else make her famous.

Carly doesn’t really wrestle for us anymore.

Oh, she’ll do the occasional match, but that’s more for fun than anything. Her matches aren’t our biggest sellers, but they’re the most special ones for us. She’s still one of the best jobbers I’ve ever seen.

But as a third co-owner of the company, our head talent scout, and my fiancée, she has enough responsibility. On top of that, she’s still working on that damn thesis too.

And Freddy, my brotha, well, he’s seeing our best villainess, the lovely Maria. Good for him, the big Venezuelan needed some lovin.

He finally decided that dating the talent was ok after all…