Tammy and Pam
By exerchick@hotmail.com.
One woman helps a former fighter come out of her shell and turn from a wife and Mom back into the she cat she once was!  

Hi!  My name is Tammy and I am a 32 year old personal fitness trainer from the 
left coast who is into woman to woman combat (you may have read some of my 
Las Vegas exploits on this site written by my friend, partner and sometimes 
opponent Michelle Puma).  I have a zaftig 38-24-35 figure, am 5 foot 8, weigh in 
at 130 lbs and have longish blonde hair.   My husband Nicky is into my fighting 
and as it is just the two of us, I am free to indulge in fights as I please.

A couple of years ago, I met a woman named Pam on the internet.  Pam was a 
34 year old mother of two young kids (8 and 6 I think) who had been a pretty 
rough character as a young woman.  She said she was  5'7 about 135 and 36d-
25-37 (ish) with long lite brown hair.    This was the way she told me her story in an email from the end of December 2000 when we just met:

"My first fight experiences are I guess as most are in school.  Schoolyard fights were sometimes hard and I was in my first 'gang' then and we would try to fight kids from other schools, but a lot of it was just mouth.  I moved around a lot as a kid so new schools brought new challenges as a lot of kids did not like outsiders or new kids.  The guys wanted to know me, but he girls just wanted to show me who was boss.  I don't count those fights too much as I guess everyone goes through the same.  
 
I got to be around fighting at about 15, when I hung around with guys from the 
local wrestling and boxing club.  It was cool watching them beat the shit out of 
one another and in a way I found it a sort of turn on.  I found out a lot of guys had wood when they fought too as they found it a blast and later got to know a few afterwards in the changing room!!  My first serious boyfriend was a good fighter and he and I would have fun after a fight, still sweaty in his trunks, so I guess I have associated fights and sexual stuff from early age.  Its a primal thing I guess.  
 
The more I hung around the club, the more I was comfortable with fighting.  I was a rebel at home too so I started to tuff it out.  My fashions changed but I was still prepared to use my fists if some girly got too cute.  It just seemed the thing to do.. i never got off on it but it felt good.  I was angry mostly and I know some guys tried to get me to fight so they could get off on it, but I never fought for anyone but me.  
 
I fought for about 6 years I suppose before meeting Ron.  I sometimes miss the 
rush and that is why I called on the message board and link sites.  Linking past 
experience with a little fantasy is what I need right now.  I hope we can make it happen."

In an email in the beginning of January 2001, I described myself this way to Pam:

"I was very athletic back in high school and my first fights started about the time my boobs began to blossom. I was captain of the basketball team and co-captain of the soccer team. One of my best fights was against the captain of the 
cheerleaders (she wanted who I was dating). I was going to be a gym teacher 
and after graduation from high school I came to LA for college. Well I guess I 
wasn't ready for college cause I partied myself out of school before that first 
semester was even up! Well before I headed home I went to the gym I had 
signed a years contract at to see if I could get some of my money back. The 
owner asked if I wanted to stay in LA. He said he liked my style around the club 
(read tits and ass) and had a job as an aerobics instructor I could have if I 
wanted it. 

Well I took the job and stayed and for the next 3 -4 years I partied hard! When I was about 23 I was introduced to a young intern (Nicky) and we started going 
out. 4 years ago we married and Nicky joined a sweet firm and is doing very well. I am a real princes living such a spoiled life you would not believe! Shop. party, sex, shop, buy things, sex...well you get the picture! I am now a personal trainer to a couple of Beverly Hills swells and they pay me too much money but I ain't telling them!!"

Now Pam had been visiting catfight sites and leaving messages here and there 
because she was starting to have urges regarding fighting again.  She had given 
up fighting about the time she met her husband Ron as a way to "clean up her 
act".  Her husband was obviously turned on by her fighting stories and she did 
miss it, but as a wife and Mom she felt it was not appropriate for her.  Here's 
what she said to me in an email early in our relationship:

"If Ron and I are alone and after a couple wines I sometimes tell him 
>the details of my fights - that sure has the desired effect. I 
>know he would love to see me fight. The first time we met was after 
>a fight I had with a girl who had slept with an old boyfriend. We 
>had a wild swinging catfight in the lot late one evening, punches 
>any everything. I had a shiner afterwards and I wore it like a trophy as I put her down >hard (and slugged him for good measure). Ron must have seen the 
>good in me tho as we got together soon after - I gave up fighting 
>soon after."

Pam and I corresponded for almost a year.  We stopped shortly after September 
11, 2001, as she was very emotionally affected by the events in NYC that day.  
While she was not directly affected, she did feel that given the state of the world, what we were doing did not have a place in her life.  I've tried to contact her since but her email address (emmarbt@hotmail.com) no longer works.....

Well, anyway, early along in our relationship, I sent her the following story.  She loved it and it was the first of many we created together.  For a wife and Mom she had some very sexy fight ideas and perhaps I'll share them with you in the future, but for now, enjoy this story!

Tammy

The event was a charity ball for a local charity. Pam and her husband Ron were 
at a table with 4 other couples. They looked great with Ron in an Armani black 
tux and Pam was wearing a long dark green gown that hugged her every curve 
and had a scoop neckline showing an ample amount of her cleavage. Although 
she was the mother of two and perhaps a little saggier then in her younger days, 
the way she looked tonight gave no indication nor did the looks other men gave 
her all night. 

The night had been wonderful but for one minor annoyance. At the next table 
was this incredibly built blonde woman. Pam had heard that her name was 
Tammy and she had an incredible shapely ass and imposing set of tits. Tammy 
had her blonde hair in ring curls and was wearing a short black cocktail dress 
with a plunging v neckline which displayed much of her sizable tits. 
Unfortunately, Ron was a tit man and in spite of the glances Pam had gotten 
from other men, Ron's eyes were pretty much glued to the buxom blonde at the 
next table. To make maters worse, once Tammy noticed Ron's atention she 
made sure she gave him a good show by bending at just the right time and 
making sure Ron saw all there was. This drove Pam nuts and her lady friends at 
the table knew exactly what she felt. 

AT one point, Tammy excused herself to go to the ladies room. Pam moved to 
get up and a couple of her girl friends followed. AT the ladies' room door, PAm's friend Beth went in to survey the scene. After a minute she came out and 
reported that Tammy was at a makeup mirror and the bathroom was vacant 
except for her. It was a large room with mirrors and sinks down one wall and stall toilets on the other. Pam told her friends to watch the door and not let anyone in. As she entered, Tammy turned , "well...if it isn't the "little woman"" she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Oh...and if it isn't the exhibitionist.", I replied.

"Meaning??", she asked.

"Meaning the way you are flashing those saggy jugs of yours around, you might 
as well be in that ballroom topless.", I answered.

"Listen "sweety", most of the men out there including your husband seem to be 
very interested in getting the best view possible of my tits.  Who am I to deny 
them?"

"Well most of the women out there are tired of you parading around half naked 
and I am here to tell you we think its time for you to leave."

"And if I'm not ready to leave...", she just left the question dangling in the air.

"Well then I think I need to persuade you its time to go."

"I'd like to see you try", Pam said throwing down the gauntlet.   

And with that without another word being spoken, Tammy snapped the dead bolt 
on the ladies room door and the two women began to circle each other. Tammy 
was opening and closing her hands while Pam circled with her hands open and 
ready for anything. Suddenly they rushed each other and Pam immediately 
buried her claws into Tammy hair and began to pull. Tammy attempted to 
retaliate but couldn't get a good grip on Pam's hair and instead had to grab the 
back of her gown. They struggled like this for several minutes with Pam doing the most damage as she attempted to pull Tammy's blonde locks out by the roots. 
Suddenly they got their legs intermingled and the two of them fell to the floor. The fall was accompanied by a large ripping noise as Pam's dress ripped down the 
full length of the back zipper where Tammy was holding on. 
"Why you fucking bitch" exclaimed Pam as she looked down at the now lose 
gown. ""your going to pay you cunt" and with that she released her grip on 
Tammy's hair and balled her right hang into a fist which contacted with Tammy's 
left cheek. As Tammy was thrown back against the wall Pam got to her feet and 
stood over her fallen foe. "Lets; see how you like it" said Pam as she reached 
down and grabbed Tammy's dress on either side of the v neck and pulled for all 
she was with. With little effort Tammy's sheer cocktail dress ripped down almost 
to the hem. 

As Tammy attempted to clear the cobwebs from her brain Pam stepped out of 
what was left of her gown and kicked off her shoes. Standing there in her red 
satin bra, panties, garter belt and white stockings she motioned for Tammy to get to her feet again. "Come on bitch...I'm not done with you yet!" she taunted. 
Tammy slowly moved to her feet still wearing the tattered remains of her black 
dress. As she got to her feet she was met with Pam's right fist to her unprotected belly which doubled the blonde women up. Next Pam balled her two hands together and chopped at the back of Tammy's head which again dumped her on 
the floor. Their fight less that 3 minutes old and Tammy being on the floor for a second time did not auger well for the buxom blonde. Perhaps she had been 
wrong to call Pam out and perhaps her fate at the other woman's hands would 
not be pleasant at all. 

As Tammy again regained her feel Pam got her into a head lock. She paraded 
her around the room and finally threw her back against a toilet stall. Tammy flew thru the door and was dumped on her ass on a toilet seat. "All right..enough of this crap lets just end this here and now", said Pam as she moved on Tammy. 

Pam, focusing on Tammy's face, never saw the blonde's foot snake behind 
the stall door and she was totally unprepared as she was slammed in the face by 
the closing door, and thrown again the other wall to drape across the sinks. 
Taking her time, Tammy got to her feet, kicked off her one remaining shoe and 
slipped out of what was left of her dress. By the time Pam was ready to resume 
the fight Tammy was too. Tammy now only wearing a black lace bra and panties and black panty hose moved towards her opponent. Both women had taken some punishment already but the fight was far from over as far as they were concerned. Now it was Tammy's turn to be the aggressor as she buried a right fist into Pam's mid section and followed that up with a left to the side of Pam's head. She almost went down under that two punch combination but 
for the fact that Tammy grabbed her by the center of her bra. Pulling her face 
within a few inches of her own Tammy spit right into Pam's face. The action, 
which was meant to humiliate had just the opposite effect. 

Enraged, Pam lashed out with her fists catching Tammy on the side of the head 
and the side of her tits at least once. Pam then grabbed Tammy in a bear hug 
and the two women fell to the floor locked together. As they wrestled around the 
floor of the ladies room neither of them was able to gain much of an advantage of the the other one. For a time Pam would be in control and then Tammy with get 
the upper hand. All the while they were both being battered by slaps and an 
occasional punch and did a pretty good job of pulling each other's hair with Pam 
having the easier job in that respect due to Tammy's longer locks. 
Finally one of the women was able to take an advantage of the other as Tammy 
straddled Pam sitting squarely on her mid section. Tammy's hands were firmly 
wrapped around Pam's throat and she kept tightening the grip. No words were 
exchanged and you definitely got the feeling that Tammy was not asking Pam to 
submit and Pam was not offering. Both women knew this was a fight to the finish 
and they were both prepared to give there all for victory. 

Suddenly it was Tammy that yelled out as Pam, unable to get Tammy's hands off 
her through moved to a new tactic. Knowing she had just seconds before she 
blacked out due to the pressure Tammy had on her throat, Pam grabbed the big 
blondes bra and yanking it down from it's position freed her huge 38dd tits and 
clamped her fingers firmly on Tammy's nipples. 

Releasing her grip on Pam's neck, Tammy attempted to pry her foes hands from 
her tits but with no success. Writhing from the pain, Tammy slowly got to her 
knees and then dropped her right knee firmly in Pam's mid section. That knocked 
the air from Pam's lungs and she released her grip on Tammy. 

While Pam attempted to refill her lungs, Tammy go to her feet. She reached 
behind her and unhooked her bra and threw it to the side. Her huge mamories 
were red and swollen and her large nipples were bright pink. Cupping the injured 
orbs Tammy looked down at Pam and said, "You'll pay for this cunt...oh, my 
you'll pay" 

As Pam attempted to get to her feet Tammy lashed out with her right foot 
catching Pam squarely in her stomach. She then grabbed the doubled over 
brunete in a head lock and proceeded to drag her towards a toilet stall and 
dumped Pam head fist into the bowl holding her there with her hands as her foot 
hit the flush switch. Tammy then punched her upside down foe squarely between 
her legs and left her fallen flow in a crumpled ball atop the pumping and exited 
the stall. 

Tammy looked into the wall mirror and surveyed the damage. There were spots 
of her head where obviously Pam had removed hair. Her panty hose were badly 
ripped and her bra was missing. Her huge breasts scratched and bloody and her 
large erect nipples were red and looked sore. Pam had just walked out of the 
stall and looked almost as bad. Her formerly fashioned hair now was soaking wet 
and running won her face. One stocking was gone and the other was in shreds. 
Her bra and panties were till in place. 

The women faced each other wondering if the fight was over. Suddenly PAm 
lunged at Tammy and they both knew it would only be over when just one of 
them could walk out of the room. As Pam advanced Tammy met her with an incredible right to her gut and followed it up with a bone jarring left to the same spot. The combination of her forward movement and the force of Tammy's blows knocked the air right out of Pam and she dropped to her knees. Unable to catch her breath she was immobile on the ground as Tammy moved behind her. Tammy reached down from behind and grabbed Pam's bra under each boob and in one movement had it off and wrapped around her throat. She twisted it in the back and exerted incredible pressure on Pam's neck. 

Unable to breath Pam could do nothing but struggle but as she ran out of air her 
body movements became sluggish and then suddenly stopped. Just short of her 
passing out, Tammy release Pam's bra and allowed the spent woman to collapse 
to the floor. Tammy used her foot to kick Pam into a prone position then squatted over her fallen foe and proceeded to sit squarely on her stomach. She grabbed each of Pam's arms in her hands and then proceeded to lower her sizable assets over Pam's face in a classic tit smother. Pam, unable to re-fill her lungs looked to be done for and it looked like Tammy was going to use a most humiliating way to end the fight when suddenly it was Tammy that screamed out. While Tammy had been busy trying to cut off Pam's acces to air Pam had clamped her jaws down firmly deep in Tammy's cleavage. Tammy was screaming because Pam had dug her teeth into Tammy's soft tit flesh and had drawn blood. 
Enraged and with blood dripping from the teeth marks on her left tit Tammy 
jumped to her feet and screamed at Pam. " Get up you fucking whore and let's 
end this by putting our most prized assets on the line. Lets go tit to tit" 
Pam, still weak from the lack of air but not yet prepared to throw in the 
towel slowly moved to her feet. Her legs were anything but steady but her 
determination never wavered. The two women stood face to face, 
fists balled at their sides, wearing only the tattered remains of their 
panties. Their large breasts heaved as they both attempted to reenergize by 
filling there lungs with as much oxygen as possible. Sweat covered both the 
women as they cautiously approached each other. 

Tammy was the first to make a move connecting a round house right to Pam's 
left tit which staggered her just enough to make Tammy's companion left 
narrowly miss Pam's right tit. As Tammy fell forward from the momentum of her 
missed punch Pam contacted with a short jab to Tammy's large right tit and then 
managed to follow-up with a double punch to the sides of both her breasts. 
Stunned by Pam's shots Tammy was unable to block punch after punch as Pam 
continued to press her advantage against the big blonde. She connected with 
multiple punches covering every inch of Tammy's sizable boobs and backed her 
into a toilet stall. With every punch Tammy lost more will to fight while the same punches seemed to energize Pam. It was a right left combo that flatten Tammy's huge breasts against her rib cage that ended the fight and dumped her on the john.