Chapter 1

Brandy and her partner, Felicia, were primed.

Since four girls had created the quite secretive UV Girls Fighting Club, only two bouts had been held, and this would be their first time in the ring ever. It all started when two girls from rival sororities got into a fight over an alleged plaigirism on an essay in a language class. The fight was broken up quickly, but two other girls suggested that the girls "wrestle" to settle it. They did, but the "wrestling" quickly grew into an all-out slugfest. The two who suggested the idea started blaming each other for the vagueness or absence or rules, and now they wanted a piece of each other. Hence, the birth of the GFC. Boys in neighboring frat clubs were told about it on a very secure basis, and they paid to come and see the girls fight. The girls wore bikinis, or at the most, shorts and sleeveless tops. One girl stripped down to just a pair of panties one night, she was so anxious to go after a rival of hers. The first night of fights had been very successful, and now, more than nine girls had signed up for upcoming fights, and the word was spreading.

The rules had also solidified: No scratching to the face, no punches to the face, only open-handed slaps. EVERYTHING else was legal, including kicks, anywhere. In the special, "winner-takes all" match at the end of the night, the winning girl got to have three minutes to humiliate her opponent. That, too, had been a big winner with the audience.

Tonight, the well-muscled Brandy, a finance major, and Felicia, a dark haired and shapely girl who majored in music and excelled at the clarinet, were to take on two Business majors from the girls' soccer team.

Luana, a dark-skinned Brazilian girl with strong legs and a decent, though short body, and Noreen, a golden-haired beauty from Texas who had once been a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader, 5'9, rangy, with penetrating green eyes. Both girls, from their soccer experience, had strong, well-developed but still lovely legs. They filled out their bathing suits admirably, Noreen in a French cut, skinny little red number that accented her shoulder length blonde locks and her green eyes, not to mention her nearly perfect, curvaceous ass. Luana had on a maroon one piece, low cut to reveal her ample cleavage. Both girls looked great, though most of the guys in the crowd were already licking their lips as they watched Noreen stretch and warm up.

In the other corner, the men were admiring Felicia, her fawn-like looks and slender curves looking fabulous under the ring lights. She wore a light blue cotton bikini bottom and a matching sleeveless top, cut high up on her midriff just below her medium size breasts. Her excitement was more than obvious as her nipples poked prominently through the front of her top. She smiled at the crowd while she stretched, and got many a smile back, as her silky dark brown hair danced gently over her shoulders while she moved. She knew she didn't look it, but she felt like she could handle herself, her track experience two years ago in high school had taught her to stay in shape.

Brandy was a thick-boned, small breasted girl of twenty, with light green eyes and auburn hair. She had that Irish girl look, and a certain toughness in her face as she smacked her fist into her open palm and jogged in place, her body poured almost seamlessly into a backless black one-piece swimsuit.

The ref announced the match--tag team, three rounds of five minutes each, "winner-takes all" for the team. A team could win by decision at the end of three rounds, or by the submission of one girl.

The bell rang and Brandy came out first against Luana. The Brazilian, her hair up in a loose bun, snapped her leg out and caught Brandy in the stomach, causing her to retreat quickly. Luana moved in fast, pummeling the shorter, auburn-haired girl with some rapid fists to the stomach, and Brandy balled up in the corner momentarily, then struck out fearlessly, catching Luana in the tit with a solid punch. The dark-skinned Luana covered her wounded tit and got a slap to the face, Brandy then went low and tackled the Brazilian, and both girls rolled in a tight clench, trying to gain the upper hand. Brandy ended up on top and delivered a flurry of slaps to the Brazilian, who shrieked, then brought her knee up high into the small of Brandy's lower back. Brandy let out a yell and rolled off Luana to her side, arching her back in pain. Luana took a moment to recover her senses after the rainstorm of face-slaps, and then went to pounce on top of the now-wounded Brandy. The aching girl saw her coming and slid backwards frantically, until she was in place to make a tag with her partner. Felicia came bounding between the ropes, fresh and ready to defend her friend. Brandy eased out of the ring, holding her back, and Felicia came fast, grabbing Luana by the hair. Luana got to her feet but got two more hard slaps from the dark-haired Felicia, who used a judo move she remembered--her foot placed in between Luana's--to toss her to the mat. Luana went flying, but rolled well, and didn't get hurt too badly, only dazed, by Felicia's throw.

Felicia stalked her, and Luana was up quickly, and lashed out with a fist, catching Felicia in the chest. The girl winced, and gripped Luana, and both girls had each other's forearms, trying push the other into a disadvantage. Felicia got her feet moving before Luana did, and drove the soccer player into the ropes, but it was the wrong side of town, and Luana got a tag up with Noreen. The sexy Noreen replaced Luana quickly and glared at Felicia, who said simply, "Come and get it, girl,"

The invitation was an unfortunate one. Noreen advanced right into Felicia, blocking one of her roundhouse slaps, and clutched the girl's right breast with her strong fingers. Felicia cried out, tossing her head back in pain, and tried to wrench Noreen's hand free, and got a couple of wild slaps in with the other hand that only seemed to annoy the determined blonde. At the same time, the distracted Felicia, in an attempt to keep her balance, left her legs spread wide. Noreen brought her knee up like a piston between the dark-haired lovely's thighs, once, twice, three times, thudding Felicia's cotton-clad pussy savagely.

"Ohhhhfucckkkkkkk..." Felicia groaned, sinking instantly to her knees.

The wily and very quick Noreen grabbed Felicia's hair and tilted her head back, then pumped her fist twice into the agonized girl's soft tummy. Now the kneeling beauty slumped forward, her face against Noreen's thigh as she gasped for air.

"You know," Noreen hissed, yanking Felicia's head back again, "I don't know why, but I don't like you, and I've wanted to beat your ass since I first saw you last weekend"

With that, she slapped Felicia hard, then backslapped her. Felicia's cute face snapped to and fro, then her entire body went sprawling backward when Noreen put her foot between her breasts and shoved backwards.

Felicia writhed on her back, clutching her wounded privates and trying to push up with the other hand to mount a defense. Noreen was on her like a hungry jungle cat on bleeding prey. She straddled the reeling Felicia's stomach and grabbed her top with both hands, then yanked upward, grunting with effort to wrestle the skimpy, sleeveless garment up until she had it covering her head, and had the poor girl's arms locked up in it. Felicia was blind, her face full of her baby blue cotton top, and she flailed and tried to yank it all the way off. Noreen stood quickly, and, reaching inside the top, grabbed Felicia's hair, pulling her up painfully to her feet.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!" Felicia wailed, her voice muffled from inside her cotton prison. She stumbled drunkenly, bent over and unable to see, as Noreen, grinning to the crowd as if to underscore Felicia's haplessness, spun her around, pushed her into the corner, and bent her over further. Then, she wound up her soccer-trained right leg and kicked Felicia in the ass. Felicia bounced against the turnbuckle, writhing, twisting, trying desperately to get her top all the way off, and Noreen kicked her again, and again, each time getting a wild cheer from the sellout crowd. Felicia's well-rounded ass jiggled appealingly with each powerful connection.

After a third kick, Felicia was actually able to use the top of the turnbuckle to hook the garment and pull it off, but at a terrible cost. Dazed and beaten, she spun and fell into Noreen's waiting arms. The blonde, teeth clenched, administered a wicked bear hug, at one point picking Felicia up off the floor.

"Rrrrrrrkkkkkkkk" Felicia croaked as her ribs and lungs crushed together under Noreen's vice, her now exposed breasts flattening against Noreen's bikini top.

Noreen let her go, standing back, as Felicia fell to all fours, her hair hanging around her face, panting. Noreen grabbed her hair, pulled her to a kneeling position, wound up, and gave Felicia the backslap of her life, sending her sprawling again, into the corner.

Mercifully for Felicia, the bell to end round One sounded, and Brandy rushed to Felicia and helped her to their corner, while Noreen trotted back to high-five with Luana.

"Give her the top back!" Brandy yelled from across the ring as Felicia knelt next to her, catching her breath and wiping the tears from her face.

Noreen turned and scowled at Brandy. "Fuck her!" She yelled. Then she dropped the top in the corner, and pointed to it.

"If she can come get it from me, then she can have it back," she said with a smirk. Felicia just glanced over at the proud Noreen, then looked down, concentrating on getting her wind and her confidence back to fight again.

The two-minute break ended, and Brandy went in against Luana again, the two stout, tough girls grappling instantly before they fell to the mat together in a tangle of arms and legs in the center of the ring.

Felicia was back on her feet, mostly recovered, and cheering her partner on now. Brandy indeed was getting the best of the tough latina, her strong legs scissoring the girl's waist as they writhed on the mat. Luana grimaced, then with immense strength pushed herself to the side, where she was able to wriggle her hand into the back of Brandy's one piece. Brandy didn't know what the nasty latina was doing until she felt two fingers suddenly spear her asshole. Luana was finger-fucking her ass painfully, and Brandy howled. Luana, her air being squeezed by Brandy's powerful thighs, gritted her teeth and determinedly kept working her fingers into Brandy's ass under the swimsuit. Finally, Brandy shreiked and let go of her, rolling off and disloding herself from the latina, who panted and smiled wickedly.

Luana hurried to the ropes and tagged Noreen, who came in rapidly to try and take advantage of Brandy's pained and surprised state. She caught one of Brandy's wrists and was able to spin her in such a way that opened her up for a knee to the midsection. Brandy groaned and doubled over, and Noreen got her in a standing headlock. She worked Brandy into the corner and then ran her, battering ram style, into the turnbuckle headfirst. Brandy crumpled to the mat, rolling and holding her head, and Noreen stomped her side and her tummy while she was down. Brandy, in her pain, managed to grab both of Noreen's ankles, hugging them as hard as she could, and lunged, crying out loudly with effort. The move resulted in Noreen being tackled to the mat, and Brandy scrambled to her knees to try and gain some advantage. She took one of Noreen's feet and twisted, trying to injure her ankle, and Noreen yelled in pain. But the athletic blonde beauty reared up with the other foot and lashed out, catching Brandy's shoulder with the kick hard enough to shake her loose and send her backward.

A stunned Brandy scurried backward and made the tag with Felicia, who slipped through the ropes and got to Noreen just as the beautiful blonde was getting to her feet. The bare-breasted Felicia's eyes were wide, as she quickly eyed her top in the corner before setting her sights on the ascending Noreen. She she lashed out with a kick that caught Noreen in the tit and the ex-Dallas sideline sweetie, tumbled to her side, face frowning in pain as she clutched her bikinied breast.

Felicia advanced, but hesitated in trying to figure out where to capitalize next, and Noreen quickly turned on her back and kicked upward, catching Felicia directly in the cunt.

Felicia grabbed her womanhood and froze in pain, and Noreen was on her feet instantly, seizing her pretty foe by the throat. With a confident snarl on her face, Noreen drove Felicia into the ropes, pinning her there by the throat, and then hammered her tummy with five rapid punches. Felicia's mouth went wide as she lost her wind. The sumptious blonde with the killer body, seeing the desperate brunette trying to block the blows to her stomach, quickly slapped Felicia's face, then sent a vicious uppercut into Felicia's already wounded pussy.

Felicia dropped to her knees as if she had been shot, and Noreen grabbed her throat again, pushing her against the ropes. Blinded with pain, Felicia gasped, bent backward, as Noreen now straddled her and started choking, bouncing the stricken girl against the ropes with her grip. Noreen's thighs now scissored Felicia's ribcage, and she squeezed as she tormented the poor brunette, while she choked her. Noreen, her beautiful shanks and ass clenching and flexing as she squeezed her foe, looked down at Felicia, her face full of triumph. Felicia, struggling feebly against the other girl, filled with panic, as she started to realize that no matter what she did, Noreen seemed able to easily whip her and dominate her.

Brandy watched helplessly as Noreen savagely beat and choked her topless partner. Standing on the ropes, she yelled at the ref, "Ropes, ropes, ref! Get the bitch off of her!"

The ref frowned and tapped Noreen on the back.

"You need to get off her, Noreen... ropes..."