Stephanie vs. Caitlin
By A.J. Brown
Two longtime friends get in a fight


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Caitlin and Stephanie were both 27-years-old and they had been best friends
for 22 years. Over that time they had been in plenty of arguments and verbal
fights. But they had never been in a physical fight before.

But one night the two best friends had been out drinking all night. They had
had their share of arguments in their day and that night when they had both
had plenty to drink, it was one of those nights where the two girls were just
going at each other. The tension had built up all night and came out at 2:21
AM back at Stephanie's apartment.

Stephanie initiated the contact by shoving Caitlin. Since the two of them had
never gotten physical before, Stephanie thought maybe that her act of
aggression would get Caitlin to back off and stop shooting off her mouth for a
bit.

But it did no such thing. Stephanie saw the fire in Caitlin's eyes once she
shoved her and she knew instantly that Caitlin was going to fight back.
Stephanie had been plenty fired up before that moment but once she saw the
look in Caitlin's pretty eyes, she felt some fear.

Caitlin was bigger than Stephanie was. Caitlin stood at 5'5 and weighed 155
pounds. A lot of that weight was in the enormous boobs that Caitlin had.
Stephanie didn't know how big Caitlin's boobs were exactly but they had to be
at least a 36DD and on her body that wasn't that big otherwise, they looked
especially big. Caitlin had a little bit of chunk on the rest of her body but
overall she kept herself in good shape.

Stephanie stood at 5'2 and only weighed 110 pounds. Her entire body was petite
and she had a flat chest. She had always been jealous of Caitlin's much bigger
boobs. It didn't help that Caitlin normally wore shirts that showed off her
big boobs and her cleavage. Tonight she was wearing a black low-cut t-shirt
that her enormous boobs were almost popping out of.

People would sometimes joke around and ask Caitlin and Stephanie who would win
a fight. Stephanie would say that she would win. The first couple of times she
had said it she had doubted herself knowing how much bigger Caitlin was than
her. But she had that catty, competitive female way about her and she didn't
even like thinking about the possibility of her best friend being able to beat
her up. Caitlin already had her in the boob department and most guys would say
that Caitlin was better looking. Stephanie was definitely very cute but
Caitlin had an extremely pretty face, the only downside to it being a couple
of crooked teeth. Some guys that just preferred really petite girls would
think that Stephanie was better looking but most would think that Caitlin was.
Stephanie knew this so she could never admit that Caitlin could beat her up as
well. Caitlin, of course, would say that she was the tougher one when the guys
would ask them that and when she'd hear Stephanie say otherwise she'd just
give her a smile like she knew it was bullshit.

Now that question was going to be answered once and for all. Despite always
wanting to think that she was tougher than Caitlin, it was scary for Stephanie
seeing the bigger girl coming at her. Caitlin grabbed Stephanie at the
shoulders and as Stephanie tried to pull Caitlin off of her she could already
feel the she was weaker than her.

Caitlin threw Stephanie down onto the floor onto her back and Stephanie could
feel her eyes watering up from the frustration of being overpowered by her
friend. She tried to push Caitlin off of her but Caitlin was ahead of her and
already in the process of sitting down on her.

Stephanie felt Caitlin's strong, fairly big butt sit down on her stomach and
pin her down. She briefly made eye-contact and seeing the smile on Caitlin's
pretty face as she held her down made her feel too humiliated and she quickly
had to look away.

Besides, Stephanie didn't need any distractions as she just needed to get
Caitlin off of her. She looked at Caitlin's thick legs under the jeans that
she was wearing that were on both sides of her and had tightened around
Stephanie's sides to make sure she stayed down. She pulled on Caitlin's right
leg trying to pull it away from her but her hands didn't stand a chance
against Caitlin's leg and Caitlin just sat there as Stephanie couldn't move it
at all. Stephanie let out a loud sigh/grunt of frustration as she tried to
move her left leg and had the same result.

Stephanie couldn't help herself and she looked up at Caitlin again, seeing she
was still looking down at her smiling. She also saw Caitlin's big boobs
hanging there and that was driving her crazy. She reached her hands up trying
to push Caitlin off of her but she was too weak and not in any kind of a
position to do anything. Caitlin was easily able to just push Stephanie's arms
away so she was helpless do anything.

"Get off of me!" Stephanie yelled.

Caitlin had no right to sit on her like that. So she damn well better get up
off of her once Stephanie told her to, that was what Stephanie thought. And
that's why Stephanie really got upset when Caitlin didn't even move, just
continued to sit on her friend looking down at her like she had no intention
of doing what Stephanie was telling her to do.

"I told you to get off of me!!" Stephanie yelled even louder and she could
feel her eyes watering up again when Caitlin still would not do so.
"Seriously, Caitlin, get off of me - this is assault!"

"Ha-ha-ha," Caitlin laughed back. "Assault really? Going to get me arrested
for assault because I am sitting on you? Go ahead, call the cops on me right
now."

Caitlin started reaching in her pocket and Stephanie thought she could use the
fact that Caitlin's hands were occupied to push her off of her but when she
pulled on Caitlin's legs and pushed at her hips she still couldn't move her
and Caitlin went about her business. Caitlin pulled her cell phone out of her
pocket and offered it to Stephanie.

"Go ahead," Caitlin said with a smile as she held the phone there and
Stephanie wanted to badly to punch Caitlin in her crooked teeth right then.
"Call the police and tell them I am assaulting you."

More frustrated than ever, Stephanie knocked Caitlin's cell phone out of her
hand and was actually a bit surprised that her friend didn't look any angrier
that she had just knocked her expensive phone on the floor like that. But
Stephanie now realized that there was truly nothing she could do about this.
Sitting on Stephanie was not assault and she could feel how upset she was
getting thinking about the fact that there was truly nothing she could do. If
Stephanie wasn't able to get Caitlin off of her, which wasn't looking very
likely, she was going to be able to sit on her and pin her down as long as she
wanted.

Stephanie had to get Caitlin off of her. With more aggression, she pulled on
Caitlin's legs, breathing heavily as she did so, but still not able to move
them at all. She pulled at Caitlin's knees then moved up pulling at her
strong, meaty thighs and just could not do anything. She pushed at Caitlin's
hips with no luck, and when she tried to push up higher, Caitlin grabbed her
wrists and just pushed her hands away from her. Looking down at Stephanie and
looking amused, Caitlin slapped Stephanie in the face. It stung, and Stephanie
had to use all of her power to not cry. The pain combined with the fact that
she was in no position to slap Caitlin back was what was causing the tears to
want to come out. Caitlin slapped her in the face again.

"You hit me!" Stephanie yelled, it driving her crazy that Caitlin didn't care.
"Hitting me is assault! Stop it!"

Caitlin just slapped her in the face again showing off the fact that she could
do anything she wanted. Stephanie knew that whenever she was able to get up
that if she called the cops for what Caitlin was doing to her, just sitting on
her and slapping her a bit was not going to get Caitlin in much trouble if
any, and Stephanie really didn't want the attention of anyone else finding out
about this anyway. There was nothing she could do. Caitlin slapped her again.
Both of Stephanie's eyes had completely watered up and she could feel a tear
ready to come out of her eye at any moment.

Thinking about how upset she was, Stephanie got a rush of adrenaline. She
pulled at Caitlin's legs again determined about the fact that if she tried as
hard as she could that she would be able to get Caitlin off of her, especially
since Caitlin barely looked like she was trying.

But her efforts proved not to matter as she was still unable to move Caitlin.
She pushed at Caitlin's hips to no avail and then started pushing at Caitlin's
stomach. Instead of pushing Stephanie's hands away this time, Caitlin just put
her hands on her hips to show off that she didn't need to fight back to keep
Stephanie pinned.

Stephanie pushed harder at Caitlin's tummy, gasping as she did so, knowing
that she looked stupid trying so hard and still losing, but not caring because
she just wanted to get Caitlin off of her however she had to do it. She was
just glad that no one else was there. She could feel the little bit of belly
fat Caitlin had as she pushed at her and she was starting to realize that she
didn't have a chance no matter how hard she tried. She gave another push of
frustration and her hand accidentally brushed Caitlin's left boob when she
did. She made a sound of disgust when that happened and Caitlin looked down at
her with amusement.

"Always been jealous of my boobs," Caitlin said as Stephanie stopped pushing
and shook her head negatively. "Come on, you really don't think I know that? I
see how you look at them every time you see me wearing a low-cut shirt. You
look at them immediately then quickly look away like you can't take it
anymore. Because you know how dumb you'd look with a shirt like that and your
no-tits. But I think you would really like mine if you gave them a chance."

Stephanie watched as Caitlin started pulling her shirt off. "What the hell are
you doing? Don't! Don't!!"

Caitlin didn't pay any attention as she pulled her shirt all of the way off,
threw it aside, and Stephanie now lay trapped underneath her looking at
Caitlin just sitting there wearing nothing up top by a skimpy bra. And Caitlin
didn't stop there. She undid her bra, took it off, and threw that off to the
side as well.

Stephanie didn't bother saying anything knowing that it would just give
Caitlin more satisfaction. So she just had to lay there looking up at Caitlin
sitting on her completely bare upper body, those two enormous bombs on her
chest, and all of that skin of the somewhat chunky but mostly fit on the rest
of her upper body. She did not want to look at it at all but yet she couldn't
look away.

"Let me show you how great my boobs are," Caitlin said.

"No fucking way!" Stephanie screamed as she watched Caitlin start to lean
forward.

Caitlin slid her crotch down Stephanie's tummy as she leaned forward bringing
her boobs closer to Stephanie's face. Stephanie couldn't do anything about it.
She just watched as Caitlin's gigantic boobs came closer to her face.
Stephanie could feel Caitlin wrapping her thick legs around hers to keep her
trapped as she completely smothered Stephanie's face with her boobs.

Stephanie and Caitlin had had their arguments over the years and Caitlin and
said some pretty hurtful things to Stephanie in the past. And outside of
dealing with Caitlin, Stephanie had dealt with some very humiliating and
unpleasant situations. But nothing compared to this. Nothing compared to the
humiliation of feeling so much breast pushing down on her own face and
surrounding it, feeling the texture of those jiggly bare boobs pushing down on
all different parts of her face, and Stephanie barely being able to find air
to breathe in with so much boob surrounding her.

Stephanie was desperately pushing at Caitlin's sides trying to push her off of
her but Caitlin was too heavy for her weak arms and she couldn't move her.
Desperate to just try and get Caitlin's boobs off of her face, she started to
pull at Caitlin's boobs just trying to pull them off of her face. She was able
to create a bit more space to breathe when she did that but there was still
boob everywhere. Stephanie realized that she was basically playing with her
friends breasts as she kept doing that and what was worse that she could feel
her own pussy getting wet. She hated that that was happening and she was
disgusted with herself for having that sexual reaction. If Caitlin somehow
figured that out ... Stephanie immediately stopped what she was doing and just
put her arms down on the ground.

Caitlin used that opportunity to smother Stephanie's face even more as she put
more pressure on Stephanie's face with her boobs and used her hands to push
them in more on Stephanie's face. Stephanie could now not breathe at all and
she had no choice but to desperately tap out on the floor in submission.
Caitlin showed her dominance by cutting off Stephanie's ability to breathe a
bit longer before finally sitting up.

Caitlin started sitting up again and sat her strong butt back on Stephanie's
tummy while still sitting on her completely topless. Stephanie needed air
after being breast-smothered for so long and having Caitlin sitting on her
stomach was making it tough for take the breaths that she needed.

"You win, OK?" Stephanie said knowing that was what Caitlin was going to want
to hear if she was going to get off of her. "You win. You can beat me up.
Please just get off of me."

"You just need to do one thing first," Caitlin said. She kicked her legs
forward. She was wearing open-toed shoes that she kicked off and then she
started moving her bare feet towards Stephanie's face.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Stephanie said as she could see the soles of
Caitlin's feet coming closer to her face on each side and there was absolutely
no way that she could get her face out of the way of them coming. "No way. No
... " She couldn't even finish what she wanted to say as Caitlin's bare feet
smothered her face.

"Smell my feet," Caitlin said. Stephanie pushed hard on the side of Caitlin's
left foot and her ankle. She was barely able to push Caitlin's feet away from
her face but they were still right there.

"I swear you better not put your feet on my face again or I'm ... " Once
again, Stephanie couldn't finish her sentence before getting her face
smothered by Caitlin's feet. She pushed on her feet again and this time she
couldn't move them. She knew that even if she did push them away that Caitlin
would be able to just put them right back on her face. So she just had to lay
there and feel the texture of Caitlin's soft, cold, and somewhat chunky feet
pushing down on her face, unable to do a thing about it. She was making sure
to breathe through her mouth and not through her nose at all as she didn't
want it to become any worse by having to smell her feet as well.

"Come on, smell my feet," Caitlin said sounding like that she would get some
sort of odd enjoyment from Stephanie doing that. Stephanie just thought about
what a weirdo her friend was.

"I'm smelling them!" Stephanie said although the way her voice sounded made it
obvious that she wasn't breathing through her nose and she knew Caitlin knew
that.

"No you're not, you fucking liar," Caitlin said with a laugh as she rubbed the
bottom of her right foot on the side of Stephanie's face. "Come on, I want you
to smell my feet. I want to see your mouth closed and hearing a big breath
coming in through your nose. Just do it and I'll get off of you, I promise."

Caitlin may have been a weirdo, but she wasn't stupid that was for sure. This
wasn't even close to the weirdest thing Stephanie had seen Caitlin do
throughout the years so she didn't even bother questioning why she wanted it
done so badly. She tried to prep herself for it, knowing how much it was going
to suck but just wanting to get it over with.

She closed her mouth and took in a deep breath through her nose. She quickly
realized it was probably a bigger breath than she needed to take but had just
taken a big one thinking that would get it over with faster or something. She
ended up getting a much bigger whiff of her friend's bare feet than she wanted
to. It wasn't a bad smell or anything. But it was still a strong smell of feet
that had been walking around all night and having to smell that was more
humiliating than anything. She coughed a lot, mainly for dramatic effect.

"Smell them again," Caitlin said, sticking her feet back in Stephanie's face.
Stephanie frantically tried to move her face in a different direction.

"No! You said if I smelled them you'd get off of me. I am not doing that
again, no way!"

"Just one more time. Do it once more and I'll get off of you."

Caitlin was normally a pretty honest person so Stephanie felt confident that
if she did do it just one more time that Caitlin would live up to her word but
she was still not happy about the fact that she felt like she shouldn't have
to do it again after doing it once already.

Still, she didn't have a choice. With both of Caitlin's feet resting on
Stephanie's face so Stephanie could feel the texture and coldness of them and
each of Caitlin's individual toes pushing on her forehead, Stephanie took in
another deep breath through her nose. She could just feel herself inhaling the
humiliating smell and she let out an overly dramatic gag once she was
finished.

"Oh cut it out with that," Caitlin said as she started to get off of her like
she said she would. "Don't think I know when you're full of shit. You are so
putting on an act."

Caitlin rolled off of Stephanie as Stephanie remained lying on her back and
Stephanie smacked Caitlin in her thigh a couple of times but Caitlin didn't
even react to it. Caitlin just lay down on the floor near Stephanie and when
Stephanie looked at her face she could tell that she looked pretty drunk.
Stephanie looked away and just stared at the ceiling for a while. She was too
beaten mentally to even bother saying anything. She could feel herself
starting to fall asleep.

"You're feet really stink," Stephanie said, still looking straight up, and her
words came out as a bit of a mumble.

"Oh stop it, you baby," Caitlin said, also staring up at the ceiling, and also
talking with a mumble sounding like she was close to passing out. "I took a
shower right before we went out tonight and even rubbed some fruity lotion on
them. They smell fine."

"You were still walking around all night in your shoes. They still fucking
stink. Trust me."

"Well I guess you'd know," Caitlin said, really sounding like she was starting
to doze off. "They were in your face, not mine."

It sounded like Caitlin chuckled when she said that but Stephanie couldn't
really tell. Stephanie then sat up to look and see. Caitlin's eyes were closed
and Stephanie could tell by the way that she was breathing that she had
definitely passed out. She looked at her huge boobs just sitting there. She
couldn't believe that she had had those boobs right in her face and she knew
it was going to be tough having that as a memory moving forward.

Caitlin was out. If Stephanie wanted to she could totally get her revenge,
sticking her boobs or feet in Caitlin's face if she wanted to. But would it
make a difference if Caitlin didn't even know? Did she want to fight dirty
like that? If she did it, would Caitlin wake up and then beat her up again?
Just thinking about it made Stephanie feel more tired and within less than a
minute, she was passed out on the floor as well.

Stephanie woke up on the floor and was pretty surprised when she looked at the
clock to see it was 8:33 in the morning. Passing out on the floor like that as
opposed to just getting in her bed was not like her, but it wasn't normal for
her to be getting beaten up when she was drunk either. She sat up a bit and
looked to see Caitlin was sitting on the floor near her. She was still
barefoot but at least she had put her shirt back on. As everything that had
happened came back to her, Stephanie felt weird.

"What a fucking night," Caitlin said and she spoke with the same friendly tone
she always spoke to her best friend with which immediately put Stephanie's
guard down about being angry at her.

"Oh yeah," Stephanie said, still feeling uncomfortable about the fact that
this talk was going to ultimately lead to them rehashing that Caitlin had
beaten her up.

"We're always good for some crazy times," Caitlin said as she started to put
her shoes on. "That's why we've been best friends for so long."

Stephanie waited for Caitlin to say something else, anything about how she had
beaten her up. She could brag about it as much as she wanted to and Stephanie
wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Stephanie supposed that once someone
made you smell their bare feet that you were their bitch and that was that.
She didn't like the idea of being Caitlin's bitch but because it was so
obvious, she accepted it.

"I wish we could go to Denny's right now," Caitlin said, her shoes on and she
stood up. "I would LOVE a Moons Over My Hammy right now. Soak the alcohol up
and cure this hangover I'm going to have. I got shit I gotta do though. I'll
see you later, best friend. Can't wait for our next adventure."

There was no arrogance in Caitlin's voice and she didn't sound whatsoever like
she was even discreetly trying to rub in what had happened. She started to
walk out. Normally when someone said 'goodbye' to Stephanie, she'd feel
obligated to give a 'goodbye' back. She still felt embarrassed and didn't want
to return Caitlin's 'see you later'. She understood that Caitlin knew this as
she walked out so she didn't say anything. Caitlin was such a good friend.

A few weeks passed without any mention of the fight between Caitlin and
Stephanie, the girls talking and hanging out just like usual plenty during
that time. One night the two of them were both at a party together. Of course
the two of them were the two hottest girls there so they were getting the most
attention from the guys. The talk of how long they were friends came up. And
then that dreaded question ...

"So which one of you two would win in a fight?" some obnoxious guy asked.

Stephanie immediately looked at Caitlin and had fear in her eyes. She had
thought their little fight was going to get swept under the rug but now it had
been brought up and if Stephanie were to answer the question like she used to
and say that she was the tougher one then she would be lying. Caitlin just
looked at Stephanie like she wasn't going to answer the question - she was
going to at least give Stephanie the opportunity to do so first.

"She would," Stephanie said and for some reason she felt like she should just
dive right in and blurt it all out. "She kicked my ass a few weeks ago."

It sucked for Stephanie hearing those words come off of her tongue. No one
wanted to have to admit to being the weaker of two people, no one wanted to
admit to losing a fight, and it was especially painful when that person that
kicked her ass was her friend who she spent so much time with. She would have
much preferred to have to admit she got beat up in a bar fight by someone that
none of them knew.

"Wow!" the obnoxious guy said and his tone of voice made Stephanie fear that
he was just getting started with his questioning in which case she was going
to have to just run away. "Can the two of you go at it right now so we can
see? We could ... "

"Why don't you just shut-up?" Caitlin interrupted. "There's plenty of people
here who I know could kick your ass. Can we watch that? If not, just drink
your beer and stop trying to instigate a fight."

Stephanie watched as the guy took a huge swig of his beer, looking completely
embarrassed, put in place by Caitlin the way Stephanie had been only verbally
instead of physically. Stephanie looked at Caitlin who winked at her.
Stephanie appreciated that Caitlin hadn't ripped on her for beating her and
that she was sticking up for her. But it still drove her crazy knowing she had
to live with knowing Caitlin could beat her up.

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