MUSCLEGURLZ FIGHT THEATER PART THREE 
by IRONMACK

 
Both women stumbled forward,slighly weaken-
ed,yet still stronger than a hundred men.
They collided explosively,with fists flying.
They stood toe to toe,in the center of the
basement,pounding away murderously at
each other.
Slamming sledgehammer blows to the face.
Piledriving hooks to the stomach and kidneys.
Deep,vicious punches to the tits.
Consistantly making one another yelp,scream,
and cry.
The battle went on and on AND ON AND 
ON AND ON---WELL INTO THE NIGHT!
On several occassions,L'RETHA smashed HELGA into the walls and furniture
with mass-
ively powerful crosses and uppercuts.
While at other moments,HELGA hammered 
L'RETHA into the floor with wrecking ball
overhand blows.
Each woman drew blood,splattering the floor.
After SEVERAL HOURS OF NON-STOP
PUNCHING,both L'RETHA and HELGA began
to slow down,taking their time in order to summon enough strength to
throw a single
punch.
Finally----AFTER ANOTHER HOUR OF HEAVY SLUGGING,both women stood in
the center of the basement,weakened and
on wobbly legs,bruised and sore,arms hang-
ing at their sides,barely able to stand.
L'RETHA slammed HELGA'S face with a
right cross,then dropped her arm to her side
once more.
HELGA,in turn,smashed L'RETHA'S face with
a right cross of her own,then dropped her arm
as well.
They were both breathing heavily,wheezing
and whimpering.
THEY MOVED LIKE A COUPLE OF OLD
WOMEN.
L'RETHA was now taking precious time to
raise a right fist to hammer in HELGA'S
face,then simply stand,sagging closer to
the floor.
HELGA was in worse shape.It took her longer
to return L'RETHA'S blows because it actually
HURT to raise her arms.
Still,somehow,she managed to drive a fist into
L'RETHA'S face.
IT WENT ON LIKE THAT FOR ANOTHER 
HOUR.
L'RETHA NAILING HELGA.
HELGA NAILING L'RETHA.
BACK AND FORTH.BACK AND FORTH.
AGAIN AND AGAIN.
ON AND ON AND ON-----
Until---A LITTLE OVER AN HOUR LATER----
L'RETHA suddenly found,to her distress and
horror, that SHE COULD NOT RAISE A FIST.
SHE WAS DONE.
SPENT.
BEATEN DOWN TO THE POINT OF TOTAL
HELPLESSNESS.
She tried her best to produce a decent punch,
BUT FAILED!
Every movement was painful.
SHE HAD NO STRENGTH LEFT.
SHE WAS BEATEN.
WHIPPED!
She whimpered in pain and despair.
"SHIT!" she sobbed.
HELGA smiled,even though it hurt.
"AWWW---" she said,in mock sympathy."Isn't
that just TOOOO BAAAD!You're all beat down
AN' WORE OUT!TOOO BAAAD,hon.Guess now I get TO FINISH YOU OFF."
L'RETHA gulped somewhat fearfully.
HELGA raised her right fist and,with what might
she had left,threw a right cross.
It was LIMP.
WEAK.
PATHETIC.
It connected-----
BUT L'RETHA DIDN'T EVEN FEEL IT.
HELGA'S STRENGTH WAS GONE!
Tearful,in despair,HELGA stared at her once-
mighty fist.
"Damn," she whimpered."That's FUCKED UP!"
"Looks like we're BOTH done," said L'RETHA.
HELGA looked at L'RETHA.Both of them were
fading FAST.
They were BLOODIED,BRUISED,BEATEN DOWN,WITH SWOLLEN BLACK EYES,AND
PUFFY,BLEEDING LIPS.
BOTH HALF-DEAD.
"W-Whatta ya' say?" aske HELGA."C-Call it a
DRAW?"
Gratefully,L'RETHA nodded"Yes--OH YES!"
They both nodded in agreement.
"Thanks!" they both said simultaneously.
THEN,BOTH WOMEN FELL FORWARD,
SMASHING INTO THE FLOOR,FACE
FIRST.
THEY LAY SIDE BY SIDE---
BOTH OUT---AND DEAD!!!

SEVERAL HOURS LATER---
By mid-afternoon--they both finally came to.
Still in pain and agony,they slowly made it to
their feet and held one another up as they
limped upstairs from the basement.

LATER--after gulping down pain pills and
helping each other tend to their wounds,
L'RETHA and HELGA lay in bed,side by
side,their bodies heavily bandaged,watch-
ing television.
Friends again,they made a date to go
shopping.

As soon as they had the strength to walk.