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SHANIA vs. BRITNEY (Cat fight)
Facing each other on their knees, Britney Spears
and Shania Twain came together in the hot, padded
confines of the small cell to begin their
one-on-one bikini bout. The up-and-coming young
songstress was adorned in a sexy pink
just-too-small-top and thong, and was set to
struggle against the award-winning, older country
music superstar, who was resplendent herself in a
French-cut black two-piece swimsuit. Both
beauties were barefoot.
The match began as they seized each other by the
shoulders, grunting audibly as they strained
against one another, each beautiful woman trying
to force the other one to the floor to gain
dominance. Wily catfight veteran that she was,
though, Shania suddenly softened her grip just
long enough to twist herself around and behind
Britney, the novice too slow to react. Before she
knew what was happening, the pop princess was
under assault by the country music queen, the
brunette's bare hands reaching around from behind
the blonde beauty to fasten upon Britney's soft,
luscious sheathed breasts and begin squeezing
them savagely.
The teenager screamed out loud as her older
opponent tried to breast-squeeze her into
submission, Shania grinning as she worked her
younger foe's magnificent mounds over with both
hands. Greedy fingers sank into soft white flesh,
and cruel fingertips pulled mercilessly at
covered thick nipples as Britney squealed in
pain, her hands clawing frantically at Shania's
wrists but to no avail.
The brunette pressed in closer, her own fabulous
bikini-clad breasts pressing against Britney's
bare back, Shania's dynamic legs and smooth
thighs now wrapping about the blonde's trim, soft
waist in a scissors-hold. Shania smiled
confidently as she continued to squeeze her
agonized opponent without pity at both ends, the
fight perhaps over before it could even really
begin.
Shania continued to squeeze Britney's breasts
without pity as she attacked the blonde from
behind, the brunette also wrapping her shapely
legs about the youth's waist to further entrap
her as their cell catfight unfolded. A few more
minutes of merciless breast punishment, and the
country singer was certain the pop princess would
submit, whether by choice or unconsciousness.
Good, thought Shania. She felt Britney was just
one of the many carbon copy teenage blondes
fouling up the current music scene, and it didn't
make her any happier to know her own husband had
actually produced one of Britney's mindless
tunes. In fact, it pissed her off to no end. The
first chance she got on this celebrity cruise
(after reaming her spouse, of course), Shania had
gotten the blonde alone and made her feelings
known to Britney.
The blonde tried to brush the brunette off as a
jealous older bitch who was imagining things, and
who had also passed her time in the music
industry, to up-and-comers such as herself.
Shania smiled then, steamed as she was within to
be talked to in such a manner, but maintained
some degree of civility as she gently challenged
the youth to a no holds barred catfight to the
finish deep within the bowels of the ship.
Britney was a bit taken aback at first, as she had
heard through the grapevine that Shania had some
fighting prowess, mostly in battles with actress
Heather Graham. Britney, though, felt that since
she was half the brunette's age, she should be
able to use her youth, strength and quickness to
defeat the country queen handily, and so the
Southern belle readily agreed to meet the
Canadian cutie in combat. That very night they
made their way to the special room, long used by
female celebrities for private bouts, and soon
they got down to business where upon Shania
quickly gained control of the match.
Shania smiled again widely at Britney's feeble
struggles and screams as she squeezed the
blonde's breasts even harder. She grinned at the
sheer joy of dominance, of inflicting agony and
defeat upon the other beauty ...
... and then fell backwards with a yelp in a haze
of pain, her nose feeling like it was broken as
the Canadian songbird recoiled from Britney's
reverse head butt, the blonde having snapped her
pretty little head backward and smacked the back
of her blonde-tressed skull hard against Shania's
gorgeous face in a desperate effort to escape.
The brunette also lost her hold on the blonde's
bountiful breasts, Britney taking full advantage
of her foe's dazed state to pry Shania's hands
loose of her mounds while also wriggling free of
her opponent's crushing legs.
Twisting loose of her attacker, Britney fell
forward onto the mat, whimpering softly as she
caressed her magnificent chest with both hands,
flesh reddened and sore from Shania's hands, long
marks evident where fingers had sunk deep into
flesh. Shania lay on her back a few feet away,
gingerly rubbing her face with one hand as she
sought to knead away the pain, her consciousness
still wavering.
Glancing back, Britney glared icily at her fallen
foe before clambering over to her fallen older
foe and straddling the brunette at the waist.
Smiling wickedly as Shania still lay there,
Britney leaned in and reached down to tangle her
fingers in Shania's glossy dark hair before
yanking hard with both hands. Shania cried out as
Britney snickered, but the blonde's momentary joy
soon gave way to agony again as Shania snarled at
her younger enemy and then began slapping Britney
hard across the face, alternating hands, the
crack of flesh against flesh resounding
throughout the small chamber.
Britney screeched and tugged harder with both
hands in her foe's hair, eliciting further
yelling from Shania, who continued slapping away
wildly in response, until the brunette alternated
tactics and grabbed the blonde by the hair to
pull hard and return the favor. Both women
continued yelling as they tried to rip each
other's silky strands loose, neither woman
willing to relent but neither babe able to take
control of the fight, either. Britney had the
advantage of position, but Shania had more fight
experience, and now she used that experience
again as she shifted her grips to plaster her
hands expertly over Britney's nose and mouth to
shunt off the blonde's breathing passages.
Britney went wide-eyed as she tried to breathe and
failed, her subsequent cries muffled beneath
Shania's hands as she realized her more mature
opponent was trying to suffocate her. Shania
smiled below as Britney released her hairholds to
claw at Shania's wrists, trying to break the
brunette's airtight grip, but Shania only held on
tighter, her right hand cupped over Britney's
pouty mouth, her left hand pinching the youth's
nostrils completely closed.
Britney tugged and pulled from above with all her
might, but got nowhere fast as her oxygen began
to run out. Shania grinned even wider, again
feeling she needed only a few more minutes to
claim victory over her less experienced
adversary. Turnabout was fair play, though, and
soon Shania's world became breathless as well, as
Britney reached down and covered Shania's pretty
nose and mouth with her teenaged hands, trying to
smother her older opponent out cold before she
went under herself ...
The fight continued deep within the bowels of the
luxurious cruise ship, as Britney and Shania kept
hand-smothering each other within the padded
cell, the young blonde straddling the older
brunette at the waist. Trapped beneath her
teenage foe, Shania held on to her opponent's
nose and mouth as best she could, but the
Southern-born blonde was pressing down upon the
Canadian stunner with both of her own hands,
wearing out the older woman by pressing down upon
Shania with her full weight.
Both women were running out of breath; but Shania
was half her foe's age, plus she was on the
bottom of their two-woman pileup, and the
northern songbird was rapidly running out of air.
She could hold on and try to suffocate Britney
first, but knew her odds of outlasting the
teenager were slim and none - and slim was out of
town. More than likely the blonde's combined age
and strength advantage would soon fully assert
itself, and when that happened the brunette would
be as good as finished.
Realizing that to continue to attack would likely
only end in her defeat, Shania went on the
defensive, releasing Britney's nose and mouth to
grab the blonde beauty by the wrists and try to
pry her hands loose from the brunette's breathing
passages. Britney gasped and immediately be
sucking in great lungfuls of air as Shania's soft
hands peeled away from her face, but still she
kept pressing down with both hands upon her
victim's gorgeous countenance, one hand clamped
tight over Shania's mouth, the other hand
expertly pinching the brunette's nostrils shut.
Shania tugged and pulled at Britney's wrists
below, desperate to free herself, but the blonde
held fast, flesh filling Shania's nose and mouth
and robbing her of more breath with each passing
moment. Soon the blonde was smiling widely,
reveling in her foe's muffled cries, Shania using
up even more air in expressing her agony. She
twisted from side to side, trying to buck the
blonde off, but knew she had no hope of breaking
free in this manner against a younger, stronger
enemy.
Her lungs burned, her throat grew dry, her muscles
ached and her vision grew hazy as Shania felt
herself teetering on the edge of unconsciousness.
The lights were beginning to dim for the
beautiful brunette - until she peered through her
exhausted eyes to focus upon Britney's tender,
hanging young breasts, two fleshy globes swaying
slightly back and forth just above Shania's own
perfectly-shaped mounds. The brunette smiled
weakly beneath her foe's all-encompassing palms
before releasing her wristholds to reach up,
latch onto Britney's firm, young, milky-white
mammaries with both hands, and begin squeezing
them savagely with all her fading strength. Hard,
sharp nails dug into soft flesh for good measure
as Britney's screams suddenly began to
reverberate throughout the small, set-off room as
age and treachery asserted themselves once more
in their fight to the finish with youth and
skill.
Shania was still suffocating beneath Britney's
hands, but now the brunette had latched on to
both of the blonde's breasts and was squeezing
away mercilessly. Britney screamed and bore down
with both hands over Shania's nose and mouth,
trying to smother the older beauty, but the pain
she was experiencing was absolutely excruciating,
Shania's fingers sinking deep into the soft white
flesh, nails digging in viciously. Britney tried
to maintain her grip, but it was no use, the
agony in her chest was too great.
Desperate to end the pain, the youngster fought
back the only way she knew how, detaching her
hands from Shania's face to reach down and
squeeze them viciously about the songbird's
perfect breasts. Shania gulped in much-needed
lungfuls of air as Britney's bare hands peeled
away from her breathing passages; but soon she
was screaming out loud as well as the blonde
began crushing her enemy's chest. Fingers began
sinking and twisting deep into Shania's soft
upper body flesh in much the same manner as she
was assaulting Britney's luscious mounds. The
shrieks of the two beauties reverberated
throughout the padded chamber, muffled to the
outside world but clear as anything to the two
battlers within.
For long moments they continued to try and
breast-squeeze each other into submission, mouths
agape and eyes shut tight, moaning in agony.
Younger versus older, blonde versus brunette, pop
versus country, neither woman was able to gain
the upper hand(s) until Shania released one of
her own and then smashed a coiled fist hard off
of Britney's vulnerable chin. Britney just hung
there, totally dazed by the impact, grips
softened just long enough for Shania to heave
with all her might and toss Britney off of her
and to the side. The blonde crash-landed hard to
the padded red mat and rolled to a stop, while
Shania lay there on her back, whimpering and
massaging her sore udders with both hands.
The moments passed slowly, haltingly, as the two
women took their time recovering. Finally they
sat up at almost the same time, Britney rubbing
her jaw, Shania cupping her chest, their eyes
locked onto each other's in a glare of mutual
hatred. Without a word they rose silently,
shakily to their bare feet and began to tread
slowly towards one another, ready to renew
host8ilities, as they locked their hands together
in a test of strength and began to push against
one another.
Bare feet slipped and scrabbled on the padded
vinyl surface as they began to force one another
back and forth, their magnificent breasts and
rock hard nipples pressing together erotically,
eliciting gasping moans from the two sirens.
Furry crotches then ground together even more
erotically, rubbing up and down, back and forth,
blonde hair versus brown, mounds growing moist
and sweaty as they fought sexually as well as
physically, sharp-nailed hands still interlocked
and firm breasts still squashing together.
Finally Britney, the younger and more innocent of
the two, suddenly thrust herself away in disgust
from her older opponent and wrenched her right
hand free of Shania's left to ram the heel of her
hand up hard underneath the brunette's chin,
stunning the glamorous brunette. Dazed by the
blow, Shania swam there in place in
semi-conscious before feeling all the weight of
the world wrapping about her waist and squeezing.
Looking down through weary eyes, Shania then threw
back her head and howled in anguish as she
realized that Britney had trapped her in a
crushing bearhug, the youngster coiling her arms
about the brunette's body and squeezing with all
her strength, the blonde lifting the brunette off
her feet in her savage, sudden attempt to end
their back-and-forth struggle for supremacy ...
Shania squealed and groaned in Britney's powerful
grip, the blonde wrapping her arms tighter and
tighter about the brunette's waist and squeezing
the life from her in a bearhug. Britney grinned
wickedly as she saw the agony etched on Shania's
face, the youngster lifting her older opponent
off her bare feet as she squeezed and squeezed,
with Shania pushing away futilely at Britney's
lower jaw and shoulders, unable to push free of
her competitor's breath-squeezing grasp. Four
fabulous breasts squashed together, pointed brown
nipples vying for supremacy as Britney hugged
Shania close to her, the teenager fully intent
upon on squeezing the fight from her senior foe.
"Feeling a little squeezed, sweetie?" mocked
Britney as Shania pushed away at the blonde's
lower jaw with one hand.
Shania's beautiful brown eyes were shut tight and
her sparkling white teeth were gritted as she
felt all the pressure in the world constricting
about her waist with each passing moment, and she
fought to keep from blacking out.
Altering her response, Shania lifted her feet
fully off the floor and then wrapped her legs
about Britney's body, the brunette trying to
squeeze out a stalemate, but the battling blonde
had too much of a head start. Britney grimaced as
Shania entangled her younger enemy in her long,
shapely legs, but Britney responded by wrapping
her strong young arms ever tighter about Shania's
trim waist, until the Canadian beauty was barely
able to breathe.
"Nice try," chided Britney again as she kept up
the pressure, "but you've got nothing left,
grandma!"
At the sound of that last word, Shania's eyes
snapped open in fury, and she lowered her head
and stared down into her tormentor's eyes with
newfound rage.
"You little slut!" snarled Shania through agonized
lips, the pressure about her waist now nearly
unbearable. "I'll show you!"
Suddenly the smile evaporated from Britney's face
and she shrieked as her head was yanked back
hard. Unbeknownst to the blonde, Shania had
ceased pushing away with her hands as the younger
woman's face and shoulders, and had reached
behind her opponent to entangle her fingers in
Britney's golden locks and begin yanking away
like crazy.
"Aiieeee!" screamed Britney as Shania tried to
snap her neck like a twig. The screaming stopped
soon after, though, as Shania suddenly reared up
in her foe's grasp to bring her firm breasts in
line with Britney's pretty little face. In a
flash, Shania then thrust her naked chest forward
to mash it hard against that lovely countenance,
and held it in place by pushing upon the back of
Britney's head with both hands, smothering the
blonde.
"Mmmppphh! Mmppphhh!" came Britney's muffled cries
from beneath Shania's breasts, the blonde's
panicked eyes her only visible feature beneath
Shania's sweaty mounds of flesh. Shania then
began to rock back and forth and side to side,
trying to throw Britney off balance as the blonde
staggered beneath the brunette's weight and tried
desperately to stay on her bare feet ...
Britney still tried to squeeze Shania into
submission, wrapping her strong young arms
tighter about the country singer's shapely waist.
The brunette, though, continued with her own
attack, shapely thighs tightening around
Britney's baby-soft waist, arms constricting
about the blonde's head and squashing her pretty
face deeper into the Canadian beauty's
more-than-ample breasts. Alabaster flesh filled
Britney's breathing passages, pressing against
her nose and mouth to cut off her air supply.
Britney staggered underneath her opponent's
weight, Shania fully off the floor and wrapping
herself even tighter about her younger adversary,
who wasn't strong enough to keep both women
aloft. She stumbled once, then twice, then
dropped towards the padded ground before
collapsing onto her back, with Shania still on
top of her. Shania kept mashing her chest hard
into Britney's face, suffocating the blonde, who
had released her bearhug to claw at Shania's
shoulders, trying to push the brunette off her so
she could breathe again. Still her nose and mouth
were clogged with flesh, the air warm, wet and
alkaline with sweat as Shania plunged the youth
deeper into her bust, sapping the pop princess'
strength as she continued to deny her foe breath.
Britney tried to open her mouth, to sink her teeth
into one of Shania's breasts and bite her way
free, but the way Shania was holding her head,
Britney's jaws were too constrained to open. Any
attempt to stretch her jaws wide enough for a
decent bite was met with agonizing resistance,
and so Britney continued to scratch away at
Shania's shoulders. Her nails were leaving long
red marks on Shania's skin as she fumbled for the
brunette's throat, trying to strangle Shania even
as she felt herself weakening in her older
opponent's grasp.
Shania simply smiled at her foe's feeble
reactions, the brunette squeezing the blonde at
both ends, legs and thighs tightening sideways
about Britney's waist, arms and hands entrapping
the blonde's head as her own fabulous breasts
continued to smother the hapless youngster's
face. Shania grimaced as Britney's nails bit into
her skin time and again, but still she kept
squeezing the youngster, crushing her with all
four limbs, denying her of both breath and relief
as Britney struggles grew weaker and weaker. The
teenager thrashed about softly as she tried to
throw Shania off, but to absolutely no avail, and
her resistance grew weaker and weaker until
moments later she stopped struggling altogether
as she passed out.
Shania held on, trying to make sure the rookie
catfighter wasn't faking unconsciousness, only
finally releasing her prey a few minutes later.
Unwrapping her legs and arms from about the
blonde, Shania pulled herself up to her knees and
straddled Britney's waist as she stared down at
the unconscious youth and ran a hand through her
own dark matted hair as she smiled broadly in
triumph. A wicked thought then crossed the
country singer's mind and she reached down with
both hands to squeeze them about Britney's plump
young breasts. There was no response from the
blonde, who lay there silently, barely breathing,
her chest rising and falling slightly, her arms
and legs akimbo.
Shania squeezed and kneaded Britney's soft young
sacks for the next few moments, even going so far
as to tweak the blonde's thick brown nipples
between her fingertips every so often, before
relinquishing her holds and placing her hands on
her hips. Smiling wickedly again, Shania then
reached down once more to fasten her soft hands
about Britney's softer throat and begin
squeezing. She twisted Britney's head from side
to side slightly, the blonde still oblivious to
the brunette's assault despite the thumbs
pressing down hard on her windpipe. Shania had
been angered by the blonde's "grandma" comment
earlier in the bout and part of her now wished to
hold on until she had choked the life from the
arrogant teen. She looked down and swore she
could see her mortal rival, blonde actress
Heather Graham, expiring in her grasp ...
Regaining her senses, Shania again saw Britney
below her, and she broke off her stranglehold.
Hands now on her thighs, Shania stared at Britney
again and then covered the blonde's mouth with
one hand and pinched her nose shut with the
other, smothering the blonde to ensure one last
time she was truly out, until finally Shania was
satisfied.
Leaning back on her victim's body, her apple of an
ass pressing down upon Britney's little stomach,
Shania licked her lips in triumph as she surveyed
her handiwork. Finally she rose to her bare feet
and stared down again before placing one sole
just below Britney's breasts and striking a nude
victory pose over the fallen pop princess. Score
one more for the country queen - this time.
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