Confronting Vixen

18 year old girl takes on town bully named Vixen: little blonde vs BIG BRUNETTE please display title


This happened a few years ago. I'd just turned 18 and had lived in this small
town for 3 years. Its a nice town but has a bully problem. The bully's name
well I'll just call her Vixen.

She intimidates people not just because her size as a woman but also the pull
her family has in town. Here family some 100 and something years ago founded
the town, and by some legal means they own a piece of every business and most
of the property. Its all legal.

Her brother was mayor of the town at the time of this incident and the town
council was full of yay sayers and lackeys for Vixen's family. Now even though
Vixen is older than me by more than a decade she's thrown some shade my way
since I was 16. Accuse me of staring at her boobs which in this small town its
not exactly conservative especially if you see the way she dresses but there's
a lot of phobic feelings toward those in the LGBT community.

Me being a lesbian ever since I was 12 but kept that to myself even before my
family moved to this town was embarrassed at her throwing shade at me. I
thought somehow I'd been caught but I tried playing it off with a smart ass
remark.

"I wasn't admiring your boobs I just feel sorry for you when your old and they
sag you'll need to haul them around in a wheel barrel.'

She laughed that off.

"You have pluck kid how old are you 12?"

"I'm 16."

I replied rather defensively. I knew I was small for my age. She just smirked
and blew me off.

Okay I hate interrupt but how did you get into the fight?

It wasn't one thing in particular. I was 18 for about a couple of weeks and
mustered up the courage to go and confront her. It was a Friday night and I
knew the bar she hung out at. This town has an ordinance if you're 18 years of
age you can be in a bar you just can't drink. Even with my ID one of the
bouncers was given me a hassle. You see I was and still am barely 5 feet tall,
and weigh less than 100 pounds.

"Its okay Bo, She's my guest. Let her in."

A woman's voice behind me said. I spun around and was face to boobs with this
towering woman with long black hair. I mean if she were topless her nipples
would be to me at eye level. Normally Vixen rocks the biker goth look dressing
in black leather but that night she was wearing a red laced cocktail dress
that was cut pretty high up on the thigh. She had some seriously long shapely
legs.

She's an impressive sight as a woman an even made the bouncer Bo who's this
jacked up 6'5" 300 pound man look small. In her high heeled shoes she was just
a couple of inches shorter than him and even though he probably had a little
more 100 pounds of muscle on her his wilting to her authority made her seem
larger than him. She was definitely larger than me in every way.

She took me by the hand and lead me into the building and over to the bar.

"Evening June how's it going?"

"Fine. How about you?"

"Just dandy."

"The usual?"

"You know it."

When Vixen was done conversing with the older woman that was June the
bartender she turned to me.

"What are you doing here?"

I was suddenly nervous and I'd never been this up close to her before, but
being up this close she has quite the presence. For some reason all I could
think to do was lift my head up and step in closer and place my chin in
between her boobs.

"Hi." I said with a smile. "You look like you're growing a third tit."

"More like a growth."

Given the size disparity between my small head and her huge breasts that was
probably a more accurate assessment. I didn't move I stayed right in the
position I was in.

"Actually I came here to fight you."

That brought laughter not just from her but from the rest of the patrons at
the bar. The one's that weren't laughing already at the sight of me stepping
up to her and tucking my chin in between her boobs. I don't know how many
patrons there were in the bar but it was a Friday night so I'd guess at least
30 people in all.

"Hmmm."

She responded nonchalantly as she turned away from me and took a drink from
her beverage. Then she slammed it down and turned back toward me and
effortlessly hoisted me in the air and draped me over her shoulder and carried
me out the door. I was struggling to get loose and screamed for her to put me
down.

"Isn't that suppose to be my job?"

Bo asked once we were at the door.

"This is between me and here so stay out of it."

Once we were outside she just took me and slung me like I was a bag of
garbage. Fortunately I landed on grass instead of concrete, but it was still a
hard landing.

"If she gets up and comes back in don't stop her."

I waited until she went back inside until I pushed my way back up. Once on my
feet I went charging in past Bouncer Bo who wasn't suppose to stop me and he
didn't. I barged through the double doors and spotted Vixen standing at the
bar. She had her back towards the door and didn't see me so I ran and jumped
up on her back.

She was solid. She didn't even budge or spill her drink at my momentum.
Instead she turned so that she was looking at the mirror that was attached to
the opposite wall of the bar looked at me through the mirror.

"What are you doing?"

She asked so nonchalantly and downed her beverage.

"I'm going to kick your ass."

I replied.

"Oh."

Was her nonchalant reply. She slammed down her glass and turned toward the
room and announced.

"Hey everyone look. I have a 90 pound growth on my back."

There was about 23 patrons plus 3 bouncers 2 waitresses and the bartender
named June. Most of the patrons were men. Anyway they all had a good laugh at
her remark. With me on her back and my legs wrapped around her waist she
walked over to the billiards table and told the three players to clear out.

Without question they did what they were told. She had such command in this
room just like she did in the entire town. She had trouble getting me off her
back.

"You're stronger than I thought."

She complimented me. I'm not trained in martial arts or anything and I really
didn't think this through. I sort of liked being on her back and having my
legs wrapped around her waist and arms wrapped around her neck. I held on for
dear life; because I wasn't sure how bad things would get if she was free of
me.

Next thing I knew I heard a thud and felt something smash into my head. Then I
went sailing into the air and landed on the pool table. She'd clocked me with
a billiard ball and flipped me over.

"You should stay there a few minutes and rethink your life."

Once again she walked away. I turned over on my hands and knees while on top
of the pool table. A picked up a billiard ball and threw it at her.

"Eat this!"

I shouted she spun just in time to see it and ducked it and it smashed into
the mirror. I picked up another and threw it at her and she side stepped it
but tripped in her heels and fell on her rump. She started laughing until she
saw I was laughing at her. She pushed herself up and took her shoes off and
threw them at me.

"Don't you laugh at me. Nobody laughs at me."

In dodging the flying shoes I fell off the billiards table. I stood up quickly
and she was on me, or at least grabbed a handful of my hair. Her arm wasn't
fully extended so I was in close. Close enough to stomp on her bare feet with
my tennis shoes.

She let go of my hair and threw a punch. It turns out I'm much quicker than
her and was able to dodge it. I also stepped away from her and backed up
against a booth on the far wall she cussed at me and made verbal threats of
physical damage as she stalked toward me. I eyed a tray sitting on a table and
just as she was close enough to throw another punch I picked up the metal tray
and she dented it but hurt her fist. Then I smashed her across the face with
the tray a couple of times.

I put the tray down and socked her in the boob and then the other. Hey I'm
small. I'm not a skilled fighter, and I'm fighting this towering woman that's
not just huge breasted but has a physique that looks like a sculpture, so I
have to be mean.

She took a blind off balanced swipe and missed. She staggered around and spun
in a 180 half circle so her back was to me. I realized she wasn't much of a
pugilist herself or she was drunk, but she didn't fight like a drunk woman
they usually fight dirty. I pinched her on the ass. She yelped and spun
around.

"You nasty little brat!"

There were some chuckles amongst the patrons which infuriated her.

"Silence!"

She commanded. She spun around and socked me in the gut. I was wearing a tank
top and she grabbed me by each side and hoisted me in the air with a heaving
grunt of effort she tossed me into the jukebox. Have to admit that hurt a lot.

"Stay down!"

She commanded across from the room. That told me she really didn't want to
skirmish. So I pushed myself back up.

"I'm just getting started."

I said.

"You all heard her. She wants the beat down she has coming her way."

Everyone acknowledged and she started stalking slowly toward me.

"You got guts you scrawny $#!+ but not much for brains."

"Bring it on big woman."

She brought it on alright. She grabbed by the throat with one hand and pulled
me toward her and let go of my throat and wrapped her arms around me and
hoisted me in the air with a bearhug. She had me hoisted in the air but my
arms were free and flailing. I did something unorthodox or maybe even
unthinkable in a fighting situation. I grabbed her by the ears and layed a
smacker of a kiss on her lips.

"Yuck!"

Her faced soured and then she threw me across the room. This time I slammed
into a man and a woman and knocked them down. They broke my fall because I
landed on top of them. I looked at Vixen who was slowly stalking over towards
me while pulling her long thick black hair back out of her eyes and away from
her face.

I noticed she was breathing heavier but she had a fire in her eyes that made
me feel unsafe. I was able to pull myself up back to my feet. Noticing it was
harder this time. Once I was up I was greeted with a hand clasped around my
throat.

Vixen didn't pull me close to her this time but I noticed her grip wasn't as
strong as well as her breathing heavier made me think she was wearing out. I
thought I'd hurt her by kicking her right in the pussy. She yelped and let go
of her grip around my throat. I kicked her again and she covered the kicked
area with her hands. She was doubled over and was sucking for air.

I saw an unattended drink just sitting on the bar so I picked it up and threw
it in her face aiming for her eyes more specifically. That must have burned
cause she screamed out and stood straight up covering her eyes. I grabbed a
napkin holder off the bar. Leapt up twice and clocked her in the face with it
on each side.

She smacked it out of my hand but was staggering around as if she were drunk.
I socked her in the gut. My fist sunk in. Yep she was tiring. I've seen her
abs before and they are a nice sculpture of muscular femininity.

I socked her again and she hunched over not completely doubling over but I was
in close enough to where her upper body was draped over one of my petite
shoulders, or at least as much of it that could be. Me being so narrow and her
being wider than the average woman well you get the picture.

I took one step back and straightened her up with and uppercut to her chin.
She put one hand on one of my shoulders, but didn't have any force behind it.
I smacked it away and reached up to put one of my hands on one of her
shoulders for leverage.

I leapt up in the air and socked her in the jaw with all they I had left in
me. Her body thudded to the floor just before I landed. When I landed the room
was spinning and I staggered around before falling down. My body landed partly
on top of her's and my head found a soft landing on one of her boobs.

Some of the guy's were taking photos of this scene and the women that were
there were uttering words of their disgust at this scene. Little me with my
little head laying on top of one of Vixen's enormous breasts. I hear a moan
and a bit of a whimper after about a minute.

"What the Hell happened?"

A groggy Vixen asked.

"I knocked you out."

I answered nonchalantly without moving.

"You did? No way."

"All of these people saw it."

There was silence for about half of a minute.

"Is your head laying on one of my tits?"

"Yes its quite comfy."

"I'm glad you're comfortable but you need to get off of me."

She pushed my head away. I rolled over and made it to my feet. She made it to
one knee, and pulled her hair back out of her face and looked at me.

"How in the Hell did I lose to you?"

I just shrugged. We stuck to that position just eyeing each other. Even with
her on one knee and me standing up straight I'm only a couple of inches taller
than her. I could see the look of disbelief fading and being replaced with a
fire.

"You should leave before I stand up and throw you out."

I was feeling tired and thought it best to avoid another confrontation with
her. Sure I knocked her out but it took everything I had, and I didn't really
feel like I had any fight left. She took me lightly the first time but maybe
not the second time. I figured if we fought 10 times I'd win one of them maybe
2, but not twice in the same night. As I left I turned around and took one
last look at her and she mouthed the words "This isn't finished."

I hope you enjoyed that story it's different than normal. I can be reached at
rlp2ndiam@outlook.com I'm also on Deviant Art at Pygmalion 1972.

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