Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Naruto 4-Way Fight

Hinata, Sakura, Shion, and Ino from the first Naruto stories come back for a 4-way belly-busting brawl. Expect the usual stomach-based combat in an all out brawl


The girls had gathered in the same field that Hinata and Shion had their showdown. Shion had recovered from her beating, only to return to Hinata and insist on a rematch. Since Hinata had been in the process of singling out her other rivals for Naruto’s affections, she agreed quite quickly. In fact, she invited a few others along for the battle. Sakura and Ino had been arguing more than ever, and it was clear to her that they had gone through a similar feud to her and Shion’s. Not that she had any idea who they were fighting over, but with the old rivals, Hinata didn’t think they even needed anything to fight over anymore.

And so there they were, standing across from each other with the protective line of trees and bushes keeping outsiders from watching the battle of the young ninjas. They were each dressed in their own distinct styles and colors, but they each boiled down to the same look; short skirts, sleeveless tops, and bare midriffs. Their previous fights had them all leering at each other angrily, most of them having faced the other in combat at one time or another. Their eyes also ran a bit lower than the other girls’ faces, leaving it clear that they had each other's’ stomachs as their main targets in this fight as well.

“You ready to leave with your bellies a different color?" Ino gloated, casually brushing her dark hair back.

"I just know I'm the only one walking away from here under my own power," Shion snapped back, trying to decide which of the rival ninja she should glare at the most. So far Hinata was winning most of her attention on the grounds of her last defeat. She had stayed away from Naruto like she’d promised, but she demanded the rematch in order to regain the right to see, date and marry him.

"I'm going to leave you all with so many bruises you won't even be able to eat for a week," Ino insisted, cracking her knuckles readily.

"Then I won't waste any more of you bitches' time." Hinata darted quickly across the battlefield, throwing a high kick right for Shion’s head. The blonde princess blocked the strike with her forearm, but Hinata used it as leverage to hook her other foot inward, leaping into the air to smash her heel into the side of Shion’s stomach.

The blond gagged and fell to one knee, holding her side painfully. Hinata strode after her with a cocky grin on her face, throwing a kick for her stomach while she was down. Shion managed to dive back away from it, springing herself upward and slamming her palm into Hinata’s own toned tummy. The black-haired ninja grunted as it made her flat stomach even flatter, doubling over hugging her stomach as her eyes went wide.

“I’m not pushover, if you remember,” Shion warned her, standing up and readying another fighting stance. “And I’ve only gotten tougher than last time.”

“That just means you’ll scream longer before you pass out like a bitch,” Hinata growled back, standing back up herself.

Ino and Sakura had started their own showdown on the other half of the battlefield. They took a few testing jabs and swings at each other’s heads and chests before they were unable to contain themselves. Ino lunged in close, Sakura catching her by the shoulders and ready to throw the thinner blonde. But before she could counter, Ino grabbed Sakura by the arms and slammed her knee up into her rival’s abs. Sakura let out a loud, pained cry, bending far over and allowing Ino to take her by the hair. She pulled hard on the pink locks to swing Sakura to the ground, leaving her former friend stunned long enough for her to stomp her heel down on Sakura’s stomach.

“Doesn’t matter if you've got the muscle or the cow tits. You're still a shitty excuse for a fighter!” Ino gloated, finally grinding her heel down on Sakura’s navel. The pink-haired girl winced, holding onto Ino’s ankle to hold back the full force of Ino’s stomp. She finally got the leverage to lift up Ino’s foot high enough and shift to one side, forcing Ino’s foot onto the ground. She swung her lower body upward, acrobatically wrapping her leg around Ino’s and kicking squarely up into her gut.

“AUGHH!” Ino let out a husky groan as the inverted kick struck her stomach, losing her balance and quickly falling down to Sakura’s level. Sakura sat up in her current position, mounting Ino’s legs and throwing a few quick slams of her right fist into Ino’s tummy. Her hits were already starting to turn Ino’s pale skin red from all the punishment, specifically around her exposed belly button.

“Still a dumb pig in the end,” Sakura taunted. “We’ll see who can outfight who, you fat blonde bitch!”

Shion moved in on Hinata, throwing a few more punches at her midsection. Hinata backed away while deflecting her attacks, finally catching Shion’s wrist and spinning to end up behind the blonde’s back. Shion wasn’t able to escape before Hinata kicked into the back of her knee, forcing her to fall to her knees in front of her. Hinata looped one leg around Shion’s before pulling back on the arm, forcing her into an awkward abdominal stretch submission hold. “Yaaaahh!” Shion let out a pained wail as her stomach muscles were stretched out by the hold, as well as Hinata’s work on her thigh and shoulder by her grip on her limbs.

“Got you now, you meddling little slut. I’ll teach you to take Naruto from me. Maybe this time I’ll shave you bald with a kunai to make sure you get the point!” Hinata hissed her threats venomously into Shion’s ear, the blonde sweating and eyes watering from the rough hold. Shion shook her head, trying to wriggle out of the submission lock, but Hinata had it on tight from her one quick counter attack. She was stuck and nearly helpless as Hinata flexed her fingers into a claw, slamming her fingers into Shion’s belly and slowly raking her nails over the blonde’s vulnerable skin to milk out more of the trapped girl’s screams.
Ino had managed to throw a few punches into Sakura’s breasts, forcing her to retreat and cradle her heavy chest. It gave the blonde her chance to lean back and throw a kick into Sakura’s stomach, knocking her back onto her ass. Both girls rubbed their abs tenderly before they lunged right back at each other, grabbing their rival by the hair and throwing as many slaps, punches, and claws as they could into the hated foe’s stomach region.

Ino finally pulled back, wincing as Sakura's grip was lost at the cost of several long blonde strands of hair. She used the distance and Sakura's surprise to kick her hard in the stomach, sending the pink-haired ninja flying backward until her back collided with a tree. Ino turned, ready to fend off Hinata and Shion, only to see Hinata still had her in her stretching hold. Seeing her opportunity to take out the one non-native villager in the fight, Ino rushed over to the scene and punched the trapped Shion squarely below her navel.

Shion let out a loud choking noise, her body trying to bend over but held in place by Hinata's hands and legs.

"Haha! Nowhere to run to now, little princess!" Hinata gloated by her ear, finally releasing the hold to move onto the simpler full nelson. She pulled up on Shion's arms, making her stand upright but still left helpless when Ino pounded a few more fists into her, working the tender area just above the waistband of Shion's shorts. The blonde captive kept jerking and gagging as she was pummeled, left at their mercy until her rescue.

Said rescue came when Sakura appeared behind Hinata, grabbing her hair and pulling back as hard as she could. The dark-haired kunoichi yelped as she was forced to stagger backward, releasing her hold on Shion. The princess eagerly pulled away from her captor, and in doing so she charged right into Ino. Shion tackled the rival blonde to the ground, tumbling over each other until Shion landed on top of her opponent. She straddled Ino's hips and hammered a punch down into her stomach, the trapped kunoichi trying to raise her hands in a panicked attempt to block her stomach.

"Not so tough when I'm fighting back, are you!?" Shion growled, sending her fists into Ino's stomach with a flurry of punches.

Ino finally managed to get her hands up to shove Shion's aside, halting her attack and giving Ino the opening to grab Shion by her bruised belly and dig in with her fingers. Shion screamed from the stomach claw crushing around her abs, the agony sapping her strength and putting a stop to her comeback. Ino used her grip to swing the opposing blonde to one side, dumping Shion to the ground while keeping a hold on her stomach.

Shion held and pulled on her wrist to try to stop her, but Ino raised the hand herself. Shion tried to escape, but was clumsy in her surprise and aching stomach. Ino had only let up her grip to allow space for her head, leaning in and biting into the tight but soft flesh of Shion's belly, getting another shrill scream out of the pinned princess.
Hinata was still caught in Sakura's grip, the pink-haired girl yanking on the brunette's locks. "I'll teach you to mess with me, you gothy little slut!" Sakura growled, giving a quick punch into the side of Hinata's belly. Hinata was briefly winded from the hit, letting Sakura turn and swing her by the hair. It sent Hinata stumbling out of control away from her, but she stopped abruptly when her stomach ran right into a low-hanging branch. The winded ninja doubled over the tree limb as she held onto it just to keep her balance.

Sakura came up behind her and send a stomp into her lower back, pushing Hinata's stomach into the branch again. Hinata let out a loud, wet gag as she was forced to spit out into the grass below, but squeezed the branch in her fists and threw a mule kick back into her attacking rival's stomach.

"UAFFF!" Sakura's legs buckled, making her fall to her knees in the grass and groaning as she curled up weakly. Hinata turned sharply, taking Sakura's hair as forcing her nearly upright before she put her knee into the pink-haired ninja's stomach. Sakura gasped from the pain crushing her belly, but Hinata didn't relent. She pounded her knees up as fast as she could, flexing her thigh to pummel Sakura's abdomen.

"I'm going to leave your gut the same color as your stupid hair," Hinata threatened. "I'll break your fat belly so you know to stay away from my Naruto!"

"I'm not even interested in that weirdo!" Sakura blurted back, just to take another knee to her navel. Hinata bent her over her leg and flipped Sakura over it, crashing her to the grass on her back. Hinata knelt down beside the stunned Sakura before she looped her legs around her middle. Sakura felt the pressure of Hinata's resting thighs just in time to try to crawl away, but not before the sadistic kunoichi clamped her legs together.

"YAAAAH!" Sakura howled out in pain as the leg scissor pressed right around her  battered waist, squeezing her aching abs and variously tender bruises. She squirmed and thrashed, trying to push Hinata's legs off while still kicking and pushing with her feet and hips in hopes of wriggling free.

"You can't escape the better set of legs," Hinata gloated, grinning wickedly at the screaming Sakura. "I'm the better bride for Naruto, so I'm the better woman. Now just sit back and suffer while you imagine what these legs can do to him."

"You're fucking nuts! Aghhh!" Sakura yelped between her pained cries.

Hinata just clamped around her tighter, squeezing more screams and air out of Sakura. It felt like she might just break in half at the stomach when Ino suddenly charged into her line of sight, kicking the reclining Hinata right into her stomach.

"OUFFF~!" Hinata gave a heavy grunt as she was forced to let go of Sakura, rolling a few feet away and holding her sore stomach. Ino started to stomp after her, but Sakura didn't feel she owed her any favors. Sakura grabbed her by the ankle, tripping the rival blonde to the ground and trying to climb on top of her back.

"Thanks for the save, piggy!" Sakura snapped at her, pulling back on her hair. She pressed her hips into Ino's lower back, stretching her spine backward and forcing her to thrust her own aching belly outward. Ino let out a childish cry of pain, flailing her hands blindly at Sakura's grasping hands.

The pink ninja leaned back, using her weight to force the strain on Ino's back and belly. The blonde grit her teeth, trying to outlast her for another girl to double cross Sakura and let her escape the stretching hold. Shion came into her view, but it didn't seem to be quite what she'd hoped for. Shion was still holding her bruised up belly, dotted with dull red bite marks where Ino had gnawed on her and left her to battle her other opponents. Given her irritated expression and slight limp to minimize the movement of her body, she didn't look ready to help her out.

Shion threw a soccer style kick into Ino's exposed stomach, a loud smacking sound heard just before the captured blonde's shrill screams escaped her lips. Shion smirked at her payback, enjoying the sensation enough to give Ino another boot from her scandals.

Sakura grinned from seeing her trapped and moaning opponent caught in her clutches. Shion wound up for another, just to swing it at Sakura's chest just above Ino's head. Sakura didn't fall for the ploy though, catching Shion by the foot. She pulled the attacking blonde closer and hooked her knees under Ino's arms keeping her trapped in the hold while Sakura punched Shion squarely in the stomach.

"UHGGH!" Shion froze in her tracks as the hard blow smacked into her belly. Sakura unleashed several more blows, punching wildly into Shion's stomach. Meanwhile, Hinata had finally gotten back to her feet and charged over, but kicked between Sakura and Shion to nail Ino in her bared abdomen.

Ino gave a rough grunt from the blow, and between Sakura and Hinata's attacks, the captive blonde's cries of pain began to mix with Shion's. Sakura finally released her hold, Ino and Shion collapse in a heap on top of each other.

“Let’s stretch them out a little more,” Hinata offered, smirking at Sakura. “It looks like her highness could use another workout.”

Sakura nodded to her, grabbing Shion by the wrists and letting Hinata take her ankles. They left Ino to suffer beneath them, still nursing her bruised stomach while Shion was lifted over her and stretched out, her tormentors pulling out on her limbs. Shion wailed as she was pulled apart by her limbs, making her abdominal muscles stretch out painfully on top of her aching arms and legs. When she seemed to be drawn out as far as she could reach and tensed as tightly as she could stand, Hinata's foot shot up into the captured blonde's stomach.

"UAGHH!" Shion let out a pathetic grunt, unable to do anything to protect herself with the two girls holding her back. Sakura joined in the fun, reaching her foot far enough to sink into Shion's navel. The princess' exposed belly flesh was a mix of red and purple from all the beating it was being put through, and only getting worse as Sakura and Hinata took turns balance on one leg to kick her stomach over and over. Shion's sobs alone were starting to hurt her guts from how they made her abs twitch, but the kicks were that much worse.

Sakura released her arms at last, which stopped the stretching but let Shion land flat on her face in the grass. Hinata still held onto her legs, stepping closer to turn her upside down. The brunette didn't let up, turning to knee the blonde in her stomach instead. Shion bounced in her grip and gave off weak, high-pitched grunts each time she was pounded.

"You won't be able to stand, let alone chase after my precious Naruto," Hinata gloated down at the miserable princess.

Hinata pulled up on her legs, hefting her up in the air a moment before she swung her back down, forcing her to land with her stomach impacting on the kneeling Sakura's extended knee. Shion gave a huge, high scream as she clutched her stomach, tears in her eyes and teeth grit to try to bite back any further cries. After letting her stay impaled on the knee, coughing and sputtering, Hinata grabbed Shion by the hair and flung her skyward with all her might. Shion flew several yards up into the air thanks to the skilled toss, flying limply before she turned in midair from the force of the throw.

She looked up in time to see Ino above her, waiting in the trees and jumping off to hammer right into Shion's belly with an axe kick, her heel slamming right through her clutching fingers and rocketing the princess back down to the ground. Shion landed with an echoing BOOM, smashing into the ground hard enough to leave a small crater where she landed.

Shion laid on her back, mouth hanging open and foaming spittle running over her lips. Her eyes were glazed over, staring at nothing as she twitched pathetically, and her abs so beaten and dented by the other girls that she looked like she'd have to crawl back home. Whenever she woke up, that is.

Sakura was too surprised that Ino had gotten up to the trees to assist with Hinata's counter, letting the remaining blonde jump down and land behind her. Ino quickly grabbed the pink hair in front of her, pulling on it and pressing her body up tight against Sakura's back as she locked in a quick chokehold.

Sakura winced and grabbed behind her, Ino maneuvering carefully to avoid being subjected to her rival's impressive strength. Sakura rammed a few blind elbows back, but she realized that Ino's position was extremely tactical. The blonde's damaged belly was entirely protected from her blows while behind Sakura!

The blonde hopped up and locked her legs around Sakura's waist, locking her ankles together and squeezing against Sakura's stomach. The pink-haired ninja gurgled and grunted as her belly was clamped in the standing body scissor, forced to bend over with Ino riding on her.

"Ugh... just like a pig to resort to a piggybacking hold!" Sakura growled angrily, trying to pull herself free. The chokehold was more to keep her at bay, so the stomach pain was what was really starting to drain her. Ino adjusted her footing to sink her hard heels further into her belly.

"Keep whining about it. You're just making it more obviously how badly you're losing," Ino mocked right back.

The pink ninja looked ready to fall to her knees, but Hinata came charging at them. Ino ensured that she was right behind Sakura to avoid any chance of taking a direct hit, but Hinata didn't seem terribly concerned with that.

They had agreed to not using their jutsus in the match, but Hinata could at least relate to the ideas of her Gentle Fist technique. She had no issues with hitting Sakura, but why not take two out with one shot? Hinata threw a punch with all her might into Sakura's stomach, hitting hard enough that it not only sent her rocketing backward, but the impact went through and stung Ino some as well. Her grip loosened a bit, right before her back connected with the tree right behind them.








focus on belly attacks, Shion I can see being the punching bag to the other three in the fight though getting some hits in herself and the winner being either Hinata or Sakura.

Ino cried out, releasing the chokehold and dropping to her knees as she held her back with one hand, the other rubbing her freshly aching belly. Sakura spun around, grabbing Ino by the neck and lifting her off her feet against the tree. With her stunned and held up, Sakura was free to take out her payback by punching Ino in her lower belly, sending more shocking pain through her insides.

Ino's eyes bulged with each angry body blow that rocked her body, forced to take a half dozen of them before she managed to lash out with her knee. The sudden strike connected with the side of Sakura's belly, getting her to yelp and release the blonde. Ino dropped to her feet and instantly went into a tackle, driving her head into Sakura's belly on the way and dragging her backward.

Sakura let out a thick, pained groan as she skidded backward from Ino's tackle/headbutt, only for Hinata to cut in and kick Ino in the side. The blonde wailed and went tumbling to one side, only stopping her rolling when she hit another tree. Sakura turned to go after her, only for Hinata to throw a kick at her pink-haired foe's stomach. Sakura was just quick enough to catch Hinata by the foot, stopping her short and throwing a quick sucker punch into the brunette's belly.

It was enough to get Hinata to wince and fall to her knees, Sakura pushing her over and moving back to finish Ino. The blond ninja girl was still reeling, rolled over to her back to keep the pressure off of her stomach. This was perfect for Sakura anyway, who firmly stomped down onto Ino's belly. The blonde's stomach caved inward for a moment from the impact, squashed and gagging under Sakura's heavy footstep.

"About time someone properly crushed you, piggy," Sakura sneered, grinding her heel a bit before delivering a few more stomps. Ino could only try to curl up, with Sakura's foot being between her two halves making it that much more difficult. Sakura pelted her with countless more until she finally pulled back, Ino too weak to properly rise or even roll over. She also discovered that Sakura had only stepped off because Hinata was diving down from the tree overhead, spiking her own flying kick into Ino's vulnerable belly.

Ino gagged and twitched, looking not unlike Shion in her own right; blonde, drooling, and bruised in the middle.

"I feel like there's a riddle you could make out of that; blonde and black and blue all over," Hinata smirked, casually grinding her feet again Ino's midsection. Ino made some pathetic squeaks, but they were more from the air being forced out of her than from Ino actually being conscious.

"Don't expect me to thank you for that," Sakura huffed. "She was your enemy too."

"Every girl with a pair of eyes is a threat to taking my handsome Naruto," Hinata chimed almost sweetly. "Maybe I should just claw yours out so you're not any trouble to me anymore."

Their alliance clearly tossed aside, the girls faced off. Hinata finally stepped off of Shion's witless body, throwing a palm strike for Sakura's stomach. The pink-haired girl dodged aside, grabbing and pulling on Hinata's hair. The brunette gave a quick yelp from the pain, Sakura following up with a fist flying at her belly. Hinata managed to catch Sakura by the wrist, pulling her arm so that she could knee the pink kunoichi hard in the breadbasket.

Sakura huffed and was easily flipped to the ground by Hinata, leaving Sakura landing disoriented. Hinata followed and raised a foot to stomp down on her, much like Sakura had to Ino, just as Sakura rolled onto her back. Sakura surprised her by kicking up at her first, nailing Hinata in the stomach instead.

Hinata bent over almost double, holding onto her belly as she coughed some air back into her lungs. Sakura rolled and rose quickly, tackling into Hinata and bringing her to the ground. Before Sakura could lock on any sort of hold of her own, Hinata wrapped an arm around the pink-haired head and tightened in a headlock, using it as leverage to drive one punch after another into Sakura's belly.

Sakura grunted loudly from each of the blows, making her wince and suffer the strikes a while before she reached out, and grabbed Hinata by the guts, and squeezed. Hinata gave a high, wet gasp, her pale eyes going wide and spittle flying from her lips. Sakura's strong hands clenched around her stomach muscles, pressing them inward painfully. The gothic-looking ninja sputtered weakly, feeling nauseous from all the pain coursing through her middle.

Hinata pawed at Sakura weakly, finally grasping her by the arms. She drove a few knees into Sakura's abs, but she still held onto Hinata's stomach. With that failing her, Hinata pulled up on her arms, grunting with effort as she lifted Sakura off the ground as if for some manner of elaborate suplex.

The effort of lifting a girl at least her own size made her body ache, especially around her tender core. It was a small favor that Sakura's grip was awkward at that angle, too busy struggling and shouting at her to focus on it as much, but the strain more than made up for it.

"Put me down, you emo little psycho!" Sakura ranted at her.

"I think it's time to shut you up for good, slut. And that means putting your fat ass down!" Hinata shouted back.

Hinata stumbled a few quick, hurried steps forward before she dumped Sakura back down, landing her belly first onto a small but hard tree stump. Sakura let out a huge, thick grunt as it rammed into her stomach, pressing up on her skin as she felt like she had been impaled on her sensitive stomach.

Sakura was left bent over the stump, ass up in the air pathetically as she drooled over the other side. Hinata caught her breath, wiping some sweat from her hair and forehead before stepping over to Sakura's side. She kicked into her ribs, getting another shrill whine out of her and landing Sakura on her back. Hinata took her time resting and recovering while throwing in hard kicks and stomps whenever the whim took her towards more violence on Sakura. She was down and not getting back up for a while, but it didn't mean Hinata couldn't get some more sadistic fun out of her.

Hinata took both of her arms, dragging her back to the stump with Sakura moaning and shaking her head. "Nooo. No, stop. You win. Naruto's yours. I don't care!" she pleaded quietly, not wishing to speak too much for the pain it caused her belly.

Hinata just tossed her arms over the stump, leaving Sakura's upper back resting over the stump. It left her chest thrust out and her belly stretched tightly in front of it, Hinata kneeling down and throwing a few more punches into the belly again. Sakura winced and twitched with each one, her muscles twitching and aching enough that her ribs and chest were starting to hurt from all the damage done to her.

Hinata turned and stepped back, Sakura desperately hoping that it meant she was content to leave without another blow or word. Her hopes were clearly dashed when Hinata turned back around, charging her and throwing a kick that arched upward and dug into Sakura's belly. It hit so hard that Sakura thought she felt her stomach rise up into her throat, her face showing her horror as a disgusting gagging noise came from her lips.

Sakura fell to one side, moaning and holding her stomach in pain. "No hands," Hinata hissed at her venomously. She grabbed Sakura's hands, removing the hairband from the mass of pink hair to tie them  behind her back.

Sakura whimpered and pleaded miserably. "Please... no, you already won."

"God, you're so whiney," Hinata sneered. "If I'd ever lost (as if!), I'd never have been so pathetic and begging as you! In fact, if you're going to be such a brat... I think a spanking is in order!"

Hinata sat on the stump herself, pulling Sakura up into her lap. Sakura briefly hoped it meant punishing anything besides her stomach, but she was laid on her back, stretching her abs out before Hinata's eager claws. The brunette proceeded to slap her belly hard, the otherwise harmless sting sending electric agony through Sakura's stomach muscles.

Sakura's eyes were watering from pain and humiliation in no time as Hinata administered her awful spanking, pummeling Sakura's abs further just for good measure. She raked her nails over it when she let her hand linger, even spitting on Sakura's stomach to make her cringe at even that little amount of pressure stung her muscles, as well as her pride.

"Was that weak belly all you really had going for you? That flab will never get you a boyfriend!" Hinata cackled gleefully as she delivered another sharp slap, tracing her dark nails over Sakura's pulsing, agonized muscles. She finally appeared to grow bored, finally delivering one more elbow that spiked into Sakura's stomach. She felt one more jolt of agony before her body could take no more, blacking out in her lap.


Shion and Ino groaned, coming to at roughly the same time. Their hands were already tied behind them, and Hinata watching them with her chin in her hand as she sat on the stump.

"There you are," she mused. "Nice of you to wake up so late." The other girls could see Sakura slumped in a broken heap against the tree, her top removed to show the extent of all her bruises and scratches delivered to her belly. "Now if you girls aren't going to volunteer, I can pick who's next, but I think it's time I drove the point home that you do NOT fuck with me or my man. So... who’s ready for a spanking?" she asked with a sinister grin.

Gundam Catfight "Finale" (bloody death fight)

 The escalation finally catches up in this part of the story. after fighting over and over, Murrue and Talia decide to end it with a fight involving knives.FAIR WARNING! This story involves killing each other and extremely violent fighting, including a lot of it with knives. While it seems to be a fatal finale, I can say that there's a sequel coming.



The feud seemed like it would never end. Talia took every opportunity to gloat about her last victory over Murrue, besting the brown-haired woman in their test of strength and endurance with nothing but her teeth.

Murrue was furious about the whole thing. Not only was the fight itself irritating to her, but Talia's obnoxious behavior about it was driving her mad. Murrue had only just healed back from all the bites and bruises. It hadn't taken very long with their advanced medical facilities on base, but she had always hated to lose at anything, let alone this intense rivalry they had developed.

"You think you're such hot shit?!"
Murrue finally shouted at the blonde, pushing her bouncy chest into Talia's even bigger boobs.
"I can take you on in any contest you could think of! You think your big fat mouth can bite and suck better than me, you slut, but I could beat you down with anything! Punches, kicks, sex... hell, get me in a Gundam and I'd fuck you up!"

Talia's face twisted with anger and disgust at her challenger.
"You think you're better than me, you fatass cunt?"
defied the blonde.
"I should cut you open like a pig right here for saying that to me!"

Murrue's eyes went down to the knife that Talia had sheathed in her belt. It was a common weapon for the soldiers to be used in close quarters combat when a gun would be less than practical. It wasn't terribly strange for random soldiers to carry theirs around as well as part of their casual uniform. It wasn't required, but they often felt safer or more stylish with them on hand.

"I'd like to see you try,"
Murrue huffed, making their breasts bounce together through their jumpsuits.
"You couldn't get that thing out past those fat tits of your before I'd torn open your slutty body."

Talia scowled at her, tensing her hand as both women considered making good on their threats. But it was the same as before. Their fighting had been noticed by their superiors, and it was being tolerated. But any actual fighting would have them both stripped of their rank and possibly discharged from the base. They had worked too hard on their reputations to put those on the line, but their lives...

"Same time and place?"
Talia offered.

"Absolutely,"
Murrue confirmed.
"Don't tell a soul, and sharpen up that knife of yours."


The women showed up in the same lab as last time, wearing their simple jumpsuits. They unzipped them to reveal that they wore nothing underneath except for their tactical belt. A plain, pocketed strip went around their waists, entirely empty besides the combat knife stuck into its holster.

"You look like a trooper's porno magazine,"
Talia sneered at her curvy rival, hands braced on her own shapely hips.

"At least I look like a human, you big blonde pig,"
Murrue shot back, reaching down to take hold of her belt. Talia readily reached for her own, but Murrue unclipped the belt and threw it aside with the knife still inside.

"I don't think I'll be needing this,"
Murrue said smugly, meeting Talia's eyes defiantly. She was out to prove herself, and if Talia wanted to rely on the knife, that was fine. It would show that Talia was that much weaker when Murrue disarmed her and won the fight anyway.

Talia wasn't about to be outdone. She looked over Murrue to see that she was serious before she took off and threw her belt over by Murrue's.

"I was just dressing up for the occasion,"
Talia excused.
"I've got to look good to kick your ass. Otherwise I look cheap and trashy like you. This way I won't even have to dull my knife on all that fat of yours."

"You're still cocky, are you?" Murrue smirked.
"Then how about we start this the same way as before? We get down face to pussy, since you loved eating me so much last time. This time though, we're fisting."

Murrue raised an arm and clenched a fist in example.
"Up as far as we can reach. Then we fight."

Talia laughed confidently.
"Sounds like a hell of a way to spend the night. Just don't go chickening out when I'm just two fingers into you."

The women did as Murrue suggested, laying with their heads pointed in opposite directions. They each faced one another's womanhood, spreading their legs to give the other full access to their most intimate and vulnerable of areas. Murrue rested her hand against Talia’s crotch before balling up her fist, looking at her with a nod.

They both pushed into each other, roughly but steadily. Murrue's toes curled as she swallowed a groan, trying to show her discomfort as little as possible. The brown-haired woman just moved her fist in a drilling motion, squirming it in deeper. Talia's breathing grew louder and deeper as her vaginal walls clenched around Murrue's intrusive arm out of instinct. Her arm's every flex and pulse rippled through Murrue as she wore her like a hand puppet.

"Nowhere to run now, cunt,"
Talia taunted, clenching her fist a bit tighter to watch Murrue shiver.
"I've got you my the clit, ready to rip it out before you know what hit you."

Murrue growled back wordlessly, flexing her thumb to prick the thumbnail against the inside of Talia's twat.

"You don't scare me, you weak-titted cow. I'll tear you to pieces, with or without the knife."

The blonde nodded.
"You're ready, then? Let's go!"

Both of the girls started to reach for the other's face and hair, but when their grips fell short, Talia started to slap and beat her fist on Murrue's belly. The brown-haired girl grunted and winced from the hits, but returned the favor by slashing and clawing her nails over Talia's soft belly and hanging tits.

"Aughhh! You nasty little bitch!"
Talia shouted at her, just before digging a punch into the side of Murrue's abdomen. Murrue's stomach flexed and tensed from the disturbing hit, but she used her free hand to grab one of Talia's feet and bite into her toes.

The blonde fighter shrieked at the first bite of the fight, though given their last battle it was far from the last. Murrue chewed on her toes and ground her teeth on the delicate digits, all while she punched her fist over and over inside Talia's wet, vulnerable pussy.

Talia's response was short lived, as she turned the pain into rage. Talia shoved one of Murrue's legs aside and bit into her fleshy inner thigh, the blonde biting hard enough to punch right through the flesh. Talia tasted the first blood of the fight, and felt Murrue try to close her legs around her head to drive her out.

"OH FUCK! You dirty little cunt!"
Murrue screamed, shaking her hips to try to make her let go.

Talia opened her mouth briefly, just to bite into her again in a slightly different spot. She kept her face buried near Murrue's crotch as Talia pumped her arm like a piston, slamming up into Murrue's tender guts. Murrue opened her tightly clenched fist for what little she could, using her nails to scratch and slash inside of Talia's tight pussy.

"AOHHH! You fucking little slut! I'll kill you for that! Get out of me!!"
Talia ranted at her. She threw her good foot in a blind kick or two at Murrue's face, but after missing enough times thanks to their awkward angle, she changed tactics. She braced her foot against Murrue's face, flexing her toes so that their nails raked over the brown-haired woman's lovely face.

Murrue emitted a high-pitched screech at the fresh pain to her face, twisting to try to avoid it. It rotated her fist inside of Talia's cunt, stretching and pulling her inner walls in the process. Murrue saw the affects when Talia winced, cuing her twist her fist and push it in like a drill. The friction of Murrue's hand mixed with the internally bleeding scratches she'd left behind to make Talia twitch like her cunt was on fire.

"AGHH! You dirty fucking whore!"
Talia cursed in her blinding pain. She pulled away from her, but her own arm was also stuck deep inside of Murrue. She dug her fingers into whatever piece of Murrue's insides she could, both of them already shaking and nauseous from the pain. Their faces were already sweating and leaking tears, but fought on fueled by their hatred.

Talia squirmed around enough to toss Murrue over, leaving the brown-haired fighter on her tits and stomach. Talia was able to loop her arms around Murrue's frantically kicking legs, holding them down as she kept her arm locked inside her. Murrue thrashed against her, but Talia was still able to lean in and bite Murrue right in her plump ass cheek.

Murrue shrieked and clawed at the smooth floor, trying to scramble away from Talia’s gnashing teeth. Murrue’s pussy spread and tensed as she pulled apart from her. Murrue pushed her foot into the blonde’s face, finally applying enough force to escape. Murrue’s twat was in agony for a few moments before she popped off of Talia’s fist, tumbling awkwardly away from her. Murrue’s own hand was stuck inside of Talia’s pussy as well, and when she landed her fingers raked along the blonde captain’s insides.

Talia shrieked as Murrue's claws popped out of her pussy, sending fresh, hot pain in between her legs. Murrue landed on her hand and knees while Talia curled up and cupped her crotch. Talia lifted her fingers from her pussy to see the blood on her fingertips, left behind by Murrue's clawing on her way out.

"You dirty little shit!"
Talia hissed venomously.
"I'll fucking kill you for that!"

Murrue was rubbing her own pussy, but saw the red marks behind her. Talia had drawn first blood with her bite into Murrue's big sexy ass, Murrue glaring daggers at her over her shoulder.

"You ruined my perfect ass, you cunt! There's no way you're walking away from this one!"
Murrue threatened right back.

Talia started to rise, but Murrue turned and pounced on her. Their heavy tits slapped together as Murrue brought Talia down, straddling the blonde's skinny waist. While Talia was still stunned from the fall, Murrue swung a fist in a wide arc and smashed her square in the face. Talia's head flew to one side, spraying spit from her mouth that was flecked with blood. Murrue brought her other hand in the same way from the other side, bashing Talia's head again the other way.

Murrue pounded Talia back and forth severely, the blonde hair whipping with her head. Talia suddenly reached up and sank her nails into the sides of Murrue's hanging jugs, scratching and twisting them violently. Murrue screamed in pain and horror as her tender tits were pulled, stopping her attack to try pulling Talia's hands off of her. The blonde just leaned back and kicked Murrue in the stomach, making the dark-haired captain fall off onto the floor.

Blood ran down Talia's nose and lip as she breathed heavily, but she kept up her attack. Talia rose up and kicked Murrue hard in the stomach, gritting her teeth furiously before she stomped down on her breast, crushing Murrue's huge tit flat against the floor.

Murrue let out an agonized squeal, but as Talia raised her foot for another crushing stomp of her heel, the brown-haired captain grabbed her other foot and pulled. Talia let out a shriek as she fell over and banged the back of her head into the floor.

"AUGHH!"
Talia let out a pained howl, clutching her skull.

Talia was seeing stars when Murrue grabbed her by the ankles, crawling up to her on her knees. Murrue pulled on Talia's legs and spread her out, baring the naked blonde's pussy before she leaned down and bit into it like a ripe, fleshy peach.

"OH FUUUUCK! YOU BITCH! MY CUNT!"
Talia screamed, grabbing at Murrue's hair and beating on her head. Murrue just continued to devour her pussy, teeth aggressively biting and crushing Talia's labia between her jaws. Murrue feasted violently until she tasted blood, drawing more screams and agony from her opponent.

Talia managed to twist and pull up on her hair hard enough to rip Murrue out from her crotch. Murrue's lips were stained with Talia's blood and pussy juices, gasping for air and snarling back at her blonde nemesis. Talia was quick to put a stop to that by kneeing Murrue in the face, the hard joint spiking right into the brown-haired woman's nose. Blood spurted from it almost instantaneously, leaving Murrue's eyes glassy for a moment before Talia lifted her knee into another painful strike to her mouth.

Talia beat on the lovely captain’s face a few more times before Murrue grabbed one of the blonde’s nipples, twisting it in between her fingers. Talia shrieked and pulled back at last, both of them bleeding from their faces and tits. They breathed heavily, both women coated in each other’s sweat and blood. They panted, aching and mad with rage towards one another. Finally, Murrue looked towards her clothes, and the knife in the belt. Murrue tried to rush for it, but Talia tackled her from behind.

“No you don’t, you cheating cunt!”
Talia growled, grabbing Murrue’s legs and clawing at her ass to keep her back.

Murrue kicked and growled at Talia, reaching behind her to pull on the blonde’s hair.
“I’m not cheating! You’re the one dumb enough to not use your knife when we already agreed to it!”

Murrue stretched out, almost reaching the knife when Talia climbed over her and stepped on her hand. The brown-haired captain let out a startled scream, able to pull her hand free with a few tugs, but it was too late to stop Talia from taking her knife.

“Thieving bitch! That’s mine!”
Murrue snapped at her, still sitting on the floor.

“Is it now?”
Talia gloated, unsheathing the knife.
“Then why don’t you come over here and take it?"

Murrue grit her teeth hatefully, hesitating for a moment before deciding that the match was more important than her life at this point. She couldn't imagine backing down from Talia now and letting her go on lording it over her for the rest of her time at the base.

Murrue lashed out with a hand for the knife, Talia readily jabbing the knife at it. Murrue had only used the hand as a feint, readily pulling it back before it was cut and tackling into Talia. Murrue grabbed Talia's knife hand by the wrist, keeping it away from her as the brown-haired captain mounted and punched Talia in her big round breast. The blonde grunted and growled as she struggled against her grip, Talia's breast bouncing wildly as Murrue's fist started to leave painful red marks and purple bruises.

Talia finally lunged hard enough to tear her hand from Murrue's grasp, the nails raking over Talia's wrists. The pain was negligible, but it allowed her to stab Murrue in the back just below her shoulder blade.

"AUGHHHHH!"
Murre screeched and cursed as she suddenly felt the sharp pain of the knife digging into her muscles.
"Fucking backstabbing fucking cunt!"

"That's the idea, you stupid twat,"
Talia growled back, starting to twist the knife inside of Murrue. Talia was pleased to see the brown-haired woman's face a mask of pain, but Murrue suddenly leaned forward and bit into Talia's neck.

It was Talia's turn to scream as she shook her head, her sweaty blonde hair shaking around beneath her.

"OWWW, you bitch! Get your filthy mouth off of me!"
Talia shrieked at her opponent.

Murrue could feel Talia's throat muscles move in between her lips and teeth as she bit down. Talia finally pulled out her knife and kicked into Murrue's stomach, flinging the brown-haired woman backward. Murrue clutched at the stab wound in her back. It was difficult to reach, but she could feel the warm blood flowing down from the cut. Murrue briefly weighed her options while Talia rubbed her neck, the brown-haired captain finally rushing for Talia's clothes. More importantly, Murrue ran for her weapon.

Talia let go of her neck to chase after her.
"Get back here, you fatass slut! I swear I'll carve the meat off your piggy ass!"

Talia started to catch up to her, but the run was short enough that Murrue was able to bend down and rip Talia's knife out of her belt. Each armed with the other woman's weapon, Murrue spun around and gave a quick slash of the knife. It grazed Talia's bulging breast, creating a long red line that trickled blood all down her right breast. Talia's heavy sweats stung the fresh wound and her heart raced as their already brutal rivalry suddenly got that much more deadly.

Talia backed off with the blade still in hand, the two sizing each other up with hateful, glaring eyes.

"You're not leaving this room alive. You know that, don't you, skank?"
Murrue growled, a twisted part of her enjoying how the trickling blood ran over the curve of Talia's breast.

"Big talk for the bitch who lost our last fight,"
Talia taunted back, rolling the knife in her hand anxiously. Her other hand stayed away from it, ready to grab or strike at Murrue as she needed. Talia wanted her opponent dead, but she wanted to see Murrue suffer first.
"I'll carve your saggy tits off and let you choke on them."

"You don't have the guts,"
Murrue snarled back, raising her knife and charging for Talia.
"Or I know you won't when I rip them out of you!"

The blonde caught Murrue's wrist as she stabbed at her, falling over backward while tangled up with the brown-haired captain. Talia stabbed for Murrue's face, but Murrue raised her own arm to stop it short. Rather than stabbing through her cheek, the tip of the blade sliced a fresh cut along Murrue's jaw. Murrue screamed in outrage as much as pain as the blood ran down her neck. Talia went for another slash, but Murrue pulled herself free and jammed her knife into Talia's stomach, gouging in and out quickly before she retreated.

Talia staggered back, her bare ass sticking out as she clutched her stomach. It was bleeding and painful, but it was a slow leak and it didn't feel like anything fatal, as best she could tell. She didn’t properly care beyond that, so she charged back in with a wild slash. Murrue hopped back to avoid it, barely missing her chest before Talia turned her grip around and stabbed again at the same time as Murrue tried to counter attack.

While Talia buried her knife into Murrue's thigh, Murrue's sliced neatly up Talia's breast along her areola. Both of them screamed as they bled heavily, Murrue pulling Talia's offending hand from her leg as Murrue's leg leaked over her feet. Talia grabbed her tit while it started milking blood between her fingers, too dangerously close to her heart for her liking. Talia threw a kick into Murrue's leg wound, making her scream and fall to her knees. Before Talia could get back herself, Murrue jammed her blade down into Talia's foot. Murrue had wished to stick the blonde to the ground if she could, but the screaming Talia fell at an awkward angle. The knife popped back out of her foot, but she still fell into the growing pools of blood near Murrue.

The two bloodied warriors breathed heavily from exhaustion, adrenaline pumping in response to so much pain. Murrue didn’t bother standing back up, since both of them were down and she wanted to stay on the aggressive side of things, hoping to finish Talia before she risked bleeding out.

Unfortunately, Talia had the same idea, and their simultaneous lunge mashed their bloodied breasts into each other. The psychotic fighters tore into each other, and even with her knife in her other hand, Talia still clawed at Murrue's skin with a vengeance. She left rough slashes with her nails across Murrue's neck and cheeks, creating smaller but still sharply painful cuts on her skin.

Their knife-wielding hands jabbed at each other, mostly leaving more shallow, painful cuts along their otherwise smooth skin. It was harder for them to dig the knife in deep every time since their bodies shoves and slammed together, slipping against the sweaty, bloody flesh and remaining harder targets. Talia finally shoved Murrue back, shoving her knife upward to dig into the bottom of Murrue's heavy tit. Murrue screeched as the knife penetrated her flesh, pushing Murrue's breast upward as it was impaled on the blonde's knife.

Murrue pulled back, freeing her breast as she took a wild swipe at Talia's face. Talia jerked back, but it cut across her cheek, feeling the hot stream going down her face and chest. Talia's mouth hung open, outraged by the attack. Murrue tackled into Talia, pushing the blonde over in the slick puddles of blood and grabbing for her leg.

"I'll gut you, you stupid whore!"
Murrue threatened shrilly, mad with her bloodlust. Murrue pulled on Talia's leg, tipping her over to the floor, but Talia did the same in return. They both crashed down and thrust their knives towards their open targets, burying the blades inside the other woman's pussy simultaneously.

Murrue let out an ear-piercing scream into Talia's face, but the blonde couldn't enjoy it properly as it mixed with her own blood-curdling howl. Tears flooded from their eyes as their many wounds leaked and muscles ached, but they pushed themselves on in the fight by their berserk fury alone.

"I'm going to make you to cum on my knife, you fat slut,"
Talia snarled, her eyes wide in her primal fury. Talia jammed her blade a bit deeper, feeling the slight resistance of Murrue's vaginal walls being penetrated.

The brown-haired woman gave a sickly noise, but she twisted her knife in a circle inside of Talia. It shredded at Talia's insides, making her cringe and sob from the overwhelming pain to her intimate flesh. Talia's nails were digging into the sides of Murrue's hips, the blonde trying to brace herself for the pain. Talia finally raised her hand to grab Murrue by the throat, squeezing and shaking it to strangle her in hopes of putting her out first.

"Die already, you stubborn cunt!"
Talia screeched at her opponent. Some blood came running over Talia's lips and stained her gritting teeth.

"Go to hell, you fucking cow!
Murrue roared back, grabbing Talia's neck with her free hand and pressing her thumb down on her windpipe. Murrue needed Talia to pass out. The brown-haired captain could feel herself getting weaker between her exhaustion and blood loss. The room was spinning, especially as both women strangled each other in their violent, bloody embrace. Their lower hands still jerked and twisted, gouging and ripping at anything they could until their pussies were utterly dripping with blood.

Murrue shook Talia by the neck, staring wide-eyed at the blonde as Murrue felt her air running low. Murrue drooled some blood and coughed weakly. Murrue jerked Talia's head to bang it into the floor, but apart from staining her blonde hair red, the blow didn't have much force to it.

Talia tried shaking Murrue by the neck to rattle her loose, hoping to get the knife out from inside her, but her fingers could only barely hold on. Their attacks were useless beyond their limp choking, both women too weary to do much of anything. MUrrue leaned in enough to gently rub her breasts against Talia's, instead of the busty slam she'd meant to. It stung their chest wounds, but little else. Talia snapped her teeth at Murrue, but couldn't even lift her head far enough to truly bite her.

“Is this what it takes?”
Murrue mocked breathlessly.
“You only look sexy when you’re about to die?”

“Fuck you,”
Talia gurgled through her mouthful of blood, spitting some of it towards Murrue.

The blood loss was finally catching up to them. They were out of breath, out of energy, and their bodies had nothing left to push them on. Their rage had taken them beyond their limits, only able to weakly twist and jerk their wrists into their foe's pussy in some last moments of spite. They stared into their rival's eyes as they choked on the blood, lovely faces torn up by claws, bites and blades. Their heavy breasts bounced slower and slower with their labored breathing, finally going limp as the life left them at the same time. The shocked lab assistants would find the bloody remains of the women the next day, staring into each others' eyes almost intimately close and their combat knives still buried inside their opponent's pussy as if they had gone out in some masochistic orgy of blood.