Stephanie vs. Caitlin II
By A.J. Brown
Things get rougher


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Stephanie lay on her bed looking at the ceiling in her dark bedroom with a big
smile on her face. She was wearing nothing but a bra and thong as Dane kissed
her tight tummy and started making his way down to her waist. This was her
first time hooking up with him in bed and normally she wouldn't let a guy go
down on her that soon. But she was really into Dane and was going to totally
be OK with it.

He kissed near her pussy but he didn't remove her thong and continued to make
his way down her fit, smooth legs. She wasn't expecting that but she really
liked the way it felt. He continued to move down, kissing down above her
knees, then down her shin. When he got low enough he was now kneeling on the
floor at the foot of her bed. He grabbed both of her ankles, brought his face
close, and took a big whiff of her bare feet.

"What are you doing??" she said as she sat up a bit.

She didn't mean to sound angry but she knew she definitely sounded curious and
surprised which she most certainly was as she was not expecting that. It
reminded her of when her best friend Caitlin made her smell her feet when they
had been fighting, though she didn't want to think about that. She looked at
Dane's face and he definitely looked embarrassed. She didn't mean to do that
and she felt bad.

"I'm sorry," he said looking so humiliated like he wanted to disappear right
then. To Stephanie, the short, skinny 28-year-old guy looked adorable. She
just wanted to hug and kiss him and make him feel better.

"No, don't be sorry," she said trying to make him feel comfortable but still
sounding surprised. "I just wasn't expecting that." She then laughed. The
whole thing was pretty funny when she thought about it.

"I like it when girls have cute feet," he said, totally blushing, so, so
adorable to her. "And yours are just so freakin' cute."

She got a huge grin on her face. She actually did think she had cute feet -
little size 5 feet with soft, smooth skin on them, her toenails always freshly
painted, tonight a dark blue. Her feet were definitely better than Caitlin's,
she thought, though she would never bring that up as she never thought anyone
would notice anyway. She loved it that he noticed that but she wasn't quite
sure what to say.

"Thanks," she said and she could tell by her tone that she may not have
sounded genuine.

"I won't smell them again."

"I mean, go ahead if you want."

"Can I kiss them too?" She laughed out loud when he said that. She hoped that
he didn't think she was being mean and embarrass him more but she couldn't
help it.

"Sure. Do whatever you want to them."

She actually saw him get a very excited look on his face when she said that.
He then got a very focused look on his face and started massaging her feet. It
felt so incredibly good. He was hitting all of the right spots as he rubbed
the balls of her feet with just the right amount of pressure then moved his
fingers down her arches where it tickled a bit but still felt great. She
looked at his face and saw how focused he looked on rubbing her feet, giving
them so much attention, and all she could think was how damn cute he looked.
He kissed her feet a few times and she liked that even more.

He smelled her feet again and when he did that she felt like she had power
over him. She liked that feeling. He just looked so submissive doing it. Then
the thought of Caitlin making her smell her feet popped in her head. She
thought about the power Caitlin must have felt over her when she was smelling
Caitlin's feet, especially since Stephanie hadn't done it voluntarily the way
that Dane had. Stephanie didn't like thinking about that and she quickly
stopped.

Dane took it further as he started sucking on her little toes. This foot
treatment he was giving her was possibly the best thing she ever felt as it
was now giving her chills and good feelings throughout her body. Now she was
really feeling horny. He looked like he could have spent all night on her feet
if she let him.

"Now go up higher!" she said a bit impatiently like she suddenly had enough.

She reached down, grabbed his ears, and pulled him up to her crotch. He
proceeded to pull down her thong and eat her out then they had great sex. His
dick was smaller than most other guys she had slept with but she just thought
that was something else that was cute about him.

They hadn't been hanging out for very long but Stephanie was totally into this
guy and she was feeling on the top of the world all of the next day as she
thought about him. He wasn't like the typical guy that she dated. He only
stood at about 5'7 and weighed a mere 145 pounds. She didn't know his actual
weight so she didn't know for sure that he weighed less than her best friend
Caitlin, although she could have guessed it if she were asked. Caitlin was
thicker than he was and her boobs definitely put her at more weight than him.

Most of the guys that Stephanie dated were big, jock type guys, taller,
muscular, normally weighing over 200 pounds but over 185 at the very least.
Guys like Dane normally couldn't get anywhere near Stephanie since she always
had so many of the stronger guys hitting on her so they wouldn't even bother,
probably figuring that trying to meet her wasn't worth getting their face
pounded in over it.

She met Dane when she was at a low-key bar one night and his band was playing.
She saw the little guy playing his guitar and she absolutely fell in love just
looking at him. There was something about the way he played, and was so
focused on it, that sucked her right in. She had to go talk to him after they
were done. He was nervous at first, acting like he felt like he didn't belong
talking to a hot girl like her. That just made her like him even more. She
also liked the challenge and felt proud when he agreed to take her out on a
date.

That day after their first real night hooking up, Stephanie couldn't help but
call Caitlin and tell her how much she was falling for this guy. Caitlin,
being the good friend that she was, was very happy for her. Over the next few
weeks Stephanie and Dane had some more great dates and great sex.

One night Stephanie had a wedding to go to within her family. She had RSVP'd a
few months earlier to be going without a date. Dane had a gig he was playing
with his band that night at a bar anyway so Stephanie didn't mind too much
when he said he couldn't go, even though she was disappointed.

Dane stood on the stage that night playing his guitar with the band and he was
really tearing it up. It had to be his best performance ever and that was
because he felt so good. It wasn't easy for him to meet women being a shy guy
and the fact that he was short and weak didn't help matter eithers. Stephanie
was by far the best looking girl he had ever dated and he liked her
personality a lot too. He especially liked that she seemed to really be into
him.

He had wished that she could have been there to watch him play that night but
while he was playing he pretended that she was there and that was almost as
good. He imagined her being out in the audience watching him as he tore it up
on stage and that just motivated him more. He was excited to see her later on
after his performance and after she got back from the wedding she was at.

When he was done on stage he was walking through the bar he was at. He figured
he'd stay and have a soda as he didn't drink alcohol and maybe hang out a bit
and watch the next band since there was some time before Stephanie was going
to be home.

"Hey Dane," he heard a female voice say to his side.

He turned his head to see Stephanie's best friend, Caitlin, sitting at a table
by herself and having a drink. She looked at him with her extremely pretty
face and she was wearing a tight black t-shirt that showed off her enormous
boobs. Dane thought Caitlin was a lot hotter than Stephanie was. But he
already considered Stephanie out of his league and he knew that Caitlin was
WAY out of his league so he normally didn't even bother looking at girls like
that. He was definitely surprised to see her there, though.

"Oh hey, Caitlin," he said, feeling a bit nervous to talk to her, the first
time he ever talked to her without Stephanie being around. "Didn't expect to
see you here."

"Stephanie talks nonstop about how good your band is and especially how good
you are at the guitar. She had said you were playing here tonight so I figured
I'd come watch. You are really awesome."

"Thanks."

"Come have a seat if you don't have anywhere to be. I know Stephanie won't be
getting home for a while."

Dane accepted her offer and ordered his Sprite from a waitress who came by. He
felt really nervous at first just sitting alone with Caitlin as he had never
sat down before alone at a table with a girl that was this hot. He looked at
her large boobs practically hanging out of the shirt that she was wearing and
didn't feel like he was good enough to be sitting with her.

But once they started talking, he quickly felt more comfortable. She was
talking to him like they were already good friends and asking him about
himself. She seemed genuinely interested in what he had to say, learning much
about his music career, but also his day job, his family and everything. He
had always thought that she looked like kind of a snob to him but now he
realized that he probably had just assumed that because she was so hot and he
had never actually tried to get to know her. He felt bad that he had thought
that way. The conversation was going smoothly and it wasn't until shortly
after the waitress brought her her next beer that the conversation died down
and now they were just sitting there looking at each other, Caitlin looking at
him with a smile.

"Want to arm-wrestle?" she said to him.

"With you?"

"Yeah," she said with a laugh. "No one else is sitting here with us. What, you
think because I'm a girl you think that I can't arm-wrestle?"

She laughed when she said that but he still had the feeling he offended her a
little. He figured he should accept her challenge. It would show his
girlfriend's best friend that he was fun and he didn't want her going back and
saying that he wasn't fun, or even worse, tell Stephanie that she thought he
didn't accept the challenge because he thought he was going to lose. He had
never been to a gym in his life and he figured that every guy in that bar
could beat him but Caitlin was a girl and he didn't doubt for a second that he
could beat her.

When he agreed, she put her right arm on the table in the arm-wrestling
position and did it in kind of a sexy way. When he locked his right hand with
hers the first thing he noticed was that her grip definitely felt stronger
than Stephanie's did. But Caitlin's hand felt soft and girly and it felt nice
to hold, even if it was for arm-wrestling.

"Alright, ready?" she said as she got a more serious look on her face and
looked him in the eyes. "Go!"

He pushed at her arm and immediately he noticed that she felt stronger than he
expected her to. He could immediately feel her strength as his bicep tightened
and he was unable to push her arm at all. He pushed harder and was still
unable to move it, her arm feeling stronger, and him feeling more tightening
in his own bicep the harder that he pushed.

They remained in that neutral position for a bit but he was at the point where
he felt like he was just holding on and not actually going to be able to push
her arm down. He was trying not to make it obvious that he was trying his
absolute hardest but he knew he was. And if she was trying that hard, she
certainly wasn't showing it. She had a focused look on her pretty face as she
looked him in the eyes and she looked like she was putting in some effort but
definitely not as much as he knew he was.

He was able to hold her in that neutral position for a little while longer,
his motivation not to lose to his girlfriend's best friend probably giving him
a bit more strength than usual. But she then she gave him a good push and he
couldn't hold her off any longer. She started to push his arm down and now
that he was that much on the defensive, he knew that he was in trouble.

Her good push got his arm down about a quarter of the way and after that he
was able to slow her down but not completely stop her. He felt her stronger
arm push his arm down to about halfway. But he looked at her arm and it still
looked plenty girly. Smooth, feminine skin, no bicep bulging like his was, no
veins showing in her arm like his was.

His arm started to shake a bit when she got his arm passed halfway down, he
was trying so hard. He slowed her a bit and even stopped her progress when she
had him close to pinned but his arm was still shaking and now it was obvious
to both of them that he was just delaying the inevitable.

He held her like that, his arm just inches from the table, and she had a look
on her face like she thought he was just being a pest now. She had broken her
eye-contact with him and was just looking at his hand like she was calmly
trying to figure out how to pin it. She gave another good push and he tried to
curl his hand but he couldn't even do that on time and she slammed his hand
down to the table for the victory over him.

It actually hurt him when she slammed his hand down. He knew she didn't mean
to and was just trying to put him away but he still tried his best to hide it
so she didn't know she hurt him. What hurt him much more than his hand was his
ego as it sunk in that he had just lost in arm-wrestling to his girlfriend's
best friend and he could feel the humiliation spreading throughout his entire
body the more he came to the realization.

"Good match," she said after she let go of him and she held out her hand for
him to shake.

The look on her face suggested she was trying to blow it off like it wasn't a
big deal but Dane knew better and he could see it in her eyes - she had
already been cocky enough knowing how hot she was and knowing that she was way
better looking than a guy like him could ever get. Now that she knew she was
stronger than him too she was really soaking that up and her ego was as big as
ever, at least over him.

"Thanks," he said humbly, seeing that she was still looking at him in the
eyes, but looking down to avoid eye-contact. He shook her hand. Her handshake
felt girly and loose. He still couldn't believe she beat him.

"I like that you're cool about the fact that I beat you," she said. "A lot of
guys wouldn't be. I beat my one friend, Todd, in a race one time. He was just
so pissed off about it. I was like 'well, you're overweight, that's what
happens', but he was just so pissed that he lost to a girl and he was making
excuses and even called me a bitch or something like it was my fault. So it's
really cool that you can just have fun and not be like that. Stephanie keeps
talking about how cool you are and I can see why."

The first thing that Dane thought was that losing to a girl in a race because
a guy was overweight is not even on the same scale for humiliation as losing
to a girl in arm-wrestling because he was weaker than she was. But he didn't
want to think about that so he quickly forgot about it. He took her compliment
and he really liked hearing her tell him that Stephanie kept saying how cool
he was. Stephanie kept saying it to him as well but it felt even better coming
from her best friend for some reason.

Dane left when it was time to go meet Stephanie back at her place. They were
sitting on Stephanie's bed together and she was still wearing the purple dress
that she had worn to the wedding but she had taken her shoes off and she was
barefoot. Dane liked to see that. He liked her feet so much.

He figured he would talk to her a bit first, ask her how the wedding was, and
tell her that he ended up seeing Caitlin at the bar. He figured that would be
an interesting thing to talk about. But Stephanie was looking him in the eyes
with a big smile on her pretty face and she looked like she wasn't interested
in talking.

She jumped on him and knocked him so he was lying on the bed. She wasn't
anywhere near as strong as Caitlin was but she had caught him by surprise and
he was still feeling very weak after his arm-wrestling loss. Stephanie looked
hornier than he had ever seen her.

They were stripped down to their underwear in no time and Stephanie started
rubbing her bare feet in his face, just the way he liked it. He absolutely
loved feeling the softness and overall texture of them rubbing all over this
face and he probably could have cum just from her doing that.

"My feet are really hurting me tonight from being in those shoes all night and
dancing," she said to him as she rubbed her soles into his cheeks as hard as
he could. "So you better take extra special care of them."

And that he did. He kissed all over the bottom of her feet knowing how much
she liked how his lips felt against them. But her feet looked extra good that
night and it turned him on thinking about them moving all around and dancing
in those pretty shoes she had been wearing.

So he got right into licking the bottom of them, loving the taste of them, and
loving the reaction she had, her feet shaking around, knowing that it tickled
her all over and gave her good chills. He sucked on her toes, at first
individually, but then having her stick multiple toes in his mouth at a time.

She then went ahead and just shoved her entire foot in his mouth, sticking it
as far back as she could. Since her feet were so little she was able to shove
it back plenty far and he loved the overwhelming feeling of having so much of
that lovely foot in her mouth. He loved feeling her well-cut toenails as they
rubbed against the roof of his mouth, the softness of the bottom of her foot
on his tongue, and the way her foot really stretched out the corners of his
lips.

Once he did the job taking care of her feet he moved on to the next step as
she lay on her back and he put all of that effort into eating her out. Still
in her dominant role, she just lay back, relaxed, and screamed as her
adorable, amazing boyfriend moved his tongue in all of the right spots knowing
exactly how to please her. Once he took care of her there, he stuck his little
dick inside of her and fucked her as hard as he could with it, her loving the
way that small cock felt inside of her.

Stephanie woke up that morning seeing that Dane was already awake, just lying
next to her with his head propped up against the headboard, looking straight
ahead like he was waiting for her to get up before he did anything. She just
couldn't get over how adorable he was. Seeing her cousin get married the night
before, she thought about herself marrying Dane, and how exciting that would
be. It had really put her in the mood for sex after the wedding which was why
she didn't even bother with any conversation before pouncing on him. Now that
it was morning, she wanted to catch up.

"Hey you," she said with her big smile on her face and she squeezed his thigh.
"Hope you weren't lying there too long waiting for me to get up."

"It wasn't too bad," he said and she could tell by his tone that he had been
lying there awake for a while.

"So how was your show last night?"

"Really good. Wish you could have been there, obviously, but we did a really
good job. I just felt on when I was playing. Caitlin actually showed up."
Stephanie wasn't expecting that. They were best friends but it wasn't like
Caitlin to just go take an interest in something related to Stephanie on her
own.

"Really?" Stephanie said curiously and a bit suspiciously. "You talk to her?"

"Yeah, after I played. Was going to go get something to drink and she called
me from where she was sitting. Sat down with her for a bit. We talked." He
started to laugh a little. "We arm-wrestled actually."

"What?" Stephanie said like she didn't like what she heard. "Why'd you do
that?"

"I don't know, she just suggested it. I figured Why not, if she wanted to. She
actually beat me." Stephanie could tell he felt a bit embarrassed saying that
but he was smiling about it and it wasn't something she thought he should be
smiling about at all.

"Caitlin beat you in arm-wrestling," Stephanie repeated like a statement and
she said it like she couldn't believe what she had just heard.

"Yeah. She's pretty strong."

"No, she's not strong," Stephanie said with a displeased tone like she had
never used with him before. She could tell he was taken aback by it but she
didn't care. "She's a girl. Just a regular girl. She should not be stronger
than you Dane."

"Well, I'm sorry," he said with a tone like he was going to make her feel
guilty for giving him a hard time and get her to back off. But in a case like
this, that wasn't going to happen. "Didn't think that would be a big deal."

"You think maybe that's a sign you should start working out?" she said. "That
you got beaten in arm-wrestling by a girl?"

"I'm not really into working out," he said, now sounding a bit annoyed
himself. "And she beat me bad enough anyway that I don't think I'd even be
able to beat her if I did." Stephanie got a look on her face like she had
heard enough.

"Oh my God," was all she could say and she couldn't even look at him right
then.

After a couple of months of dating with things going just about perfect
between the two of them, Stephanie and Dane now lay next to each other
awkwardly for the first time. Stephanie could not even look at him as she just
looked up staring at the ceiling. She could send him next to her lying there
awkwardly.

"I think I'm going to get going," he said as he started to get up. She started
to feel a little bit bad - but she wasn't going to object.

"Alright," she said.

She finally sat up and as she looked at him getting dressed she started to
feel worse. But she was still so angry about the whole situation that she
wasn't going to tell him to stay. This was Caitlin's fault, she had a fight
with her boyfriend because of Caitlin, and she had to make Caitlin pay for
that.

"Talk to you later," he said as he walked out of the bedroom and she didn't
even say Goodbye.

Stephanie didn't wait long after Dane left to get dressed and get in her car.
When she got to Caitlin's front door she knocked on it hard a few times. She
thought she heard some stirring around in there and she was feeling too
impatient to wait so she just walked right in and closed the door behind her.

Standing in the living room walking towards the front door was Caitlin. Her
hair was hanging down and she wore nothing but a tight blue pair of panties
and a very tight white t-shirt looking like there was no bra on underneath.
Stephanie observed how much bigger Caitlin's thighs looked than her own.
Caitlin's tits looked enormous in the t-shirt and Stephanie could easily see
her nipples through it.

"You're up and about early," Caitlin said, not bothering to comment on the
fact that Stephanie just let herself in. It wasn't the first time she had done
that.

"You went to watch Dane play last night?"

"Yeah. You bragged nonstop about how great at guitar he is and how adorable he
looks when he's on the stage. I wanted to see it." Stephanie was about to
comment on how unlike Caitlin that was but she decided not to bother. There
were more pressing things to discuss.

"Why did you want to arm-wrestle him??"

"I don't know. You're right, he's pretty quiet. There was a lull in the
conversation and it just came to my mind. Thought it would be fun. Is there a
problem with that?"

"Bullshit, Caitlin. I've watched you talk to everyone forever and you always
are able to find something to say. Never seen you challenge anyone to
arm-wrestle before, ever. You were trying to embarrass him and you know it."

"I didn't even know that I was going to beat him. I certainly didn't think I
was going to beat him that easily."

Now she was really pissing Stephanie off. Stephanie's plan wasn't to come and
get right into a physical fight. She thought she'd scope out the situation and
maybe try and get her back another way. But listening to Caitlin lie to her,
knowing that she was pleased that she humiliated her boyfriend, Stephanie
looking at that pretty face and those big boobs and big thighs of hers. She
was so pissed off and felt herself wanting to attack Caitlin, regardless of
what had happened the last time.

"Why are you so pissed about this?" Caitlin said. "I just arm-wrestled him.
You're acting like I fucked him or something."

"He's mine," Stephanie said. "You wouldn't have a chance with him." For the
first time since Stephanie was there, the look on Caitlin's face changed from
one of someone who was concerned, to one of someone who wanted to be a bitch.

"Yeah, whatever," Caitlin said. "I could have him at any time and you know
it."

Stephanie then punched Caitlin right in her jaw. She had never punched anyone
in the face before and it was kind of a shocker for her feeling the pain in
her own fist after connecting with the punch, but more looking at Caitlin's
reaction, the look of pain and anger on her face as her head went to the side.

It felt great to punch Caitlin after everything that had built up between the
two of them and as she watched Caitlin turn her head to look back at her she
knew that she better strike again fast or she was going to get punched right
back. So before the stunned Caitlin could react, Stephanie wound back and
punched Caitlin in the face again, this time connecting even harder and right
in the center of her cheek.

After connecting with those two punches, Stephanie felt like she had a major
advantage and was starting to get excited at the prospect of being able to
beat Caitlin up. But Caitlin was able to react to this second punch more
quickly as she quickly threw a punch that Stephanie wasn't ready for and her
bigger fist connected hard with Stephanie's cheek.

Stephanie had never punched anyone in the face before then but she also had
never been punched in the face either. It was extremely painful and there was
something about the impact of a fist connected with her face that was just
extremely unpleasant. She immediately felt her eyes water up and her first
reaction was that she wanted to run away.

Stephanie was thrown off but before she could think about what she wanted to
do next, Caitlin punched her in the face again. Now Stephanie knew that she
was going to have to fight back quickly or she was going to get beaten badly.
She lifted her arm to throw another punch but before she could, she felt
Caitlin's fist hit her face again.

If it weren't for all of the adrenaline she had going through her, Stephanie
definitely would have started crying as taking three punches to her face was
way more than she could handle. She tried again to throw a punch but was now
too shaken up to come even close to getting it off.

She felt Caitlin yank her hair and pull her head down to her waist. Stephanie
responded by lifting her arms up and getting a good grip of Caitlin's hair but
she was not able to pull down her head. Caitlin kept a tight hold of
Stephanie's hair with her left hand to keep her head down and she started
repeatedly punching Stephanie's face and head. Her punches weren't as strong
as the first three but they still hurt plenty, especially with them coming one
after the other.

Stephanie was able to keep a tight grip on Caitlin's hair but she wasn't able
to pull her head down so she wasn't able to get a good punch while she kept
getting punched. She felt the pain of Caitlin's fist hitting the back of her
head, then her cheek, then her nose, and the best she could do was connect
with a weak punch on the bottom of Caitlin's jaw.

Stephanie threw a couple of more punches that either didn't connect at all
with Caitlin or they were obviously too weak to have any kind of effect on
her. Meanwhile, Caitlin was in prime position and she was repeatedly hitting
Stephanie with good punches that Stephanie couldn't take any longer.

Stephanie knew she had to get free but she wasn't able to. Caitlin had too
tight of a grip on her hair and any time she tried to pull away it hurt too
much for her to keep trying. She saw Caitlin's meaty bare thighs right in her
view. She knew punching them wasn't going to accomplish anything. So she was
able to push forward and get hers face close enough - she bit Caitlin's thigh.
She didn't get a good chunk like she was trying for but she got her teeth in
pretty good.

"Ah you bitch!" Caitlin yelled.

Stephanie had thought for sure that would have been enough to get Caitlin to
let her go. But now she really wished that she had gotten a bigger chunk of
Caitlin's leg when she bit her because Caitlin still held on tight and
Stephanie still couldn't get free. Caitlin then put both of her hands on
Stephanie's neck, pulled the lighter girl forward with no problem whatsoever
like she was a doll, and forced Stephanie's neck between her thighs.

Stephanie tried to pull back but she felt Caitlin's meaty thighs tighten
around her neck and keep her trapped. She was really afraid now as she felt
more trapped than ever, even more than when Caitlin had pinned her down the
last time they fought because her head was so enclosed.

Stephanie tried to pull back and could feel Caitlin's legs making it so she
couldn't move the location of her head at all, not even to turn it. Caitlin
squeezed a bit harder and Stephanie felt like her eyes were going to pop out
of her head. She could not take this at all. She was pulling on Caitlin's
legs, now too weakened to do anything especially with her neck getting
crushed, and she could feel Caitlin repeatedly punching her in the back.

Stephanie had to get free and now her only focus was on trying to move her
head in a way that she could somehow slip it out. Moving it backwards did no
good so she tried moving it down towards the floor. She was able to slide down
a little that way although Caitlin was mostly preventing her from doing that
as well.

Stephanie tried will all she had to bring her head down more, thinking if she
could just slide her head down past Caitlin's knees that her lower legs
wouldn't be able to hold her and that she would be able to get free. She
groaned as she tried again and it was so painful that she almost started
crying.

She was getting close and right when she felt like she was going to make it,
Caitlin loosened up a bit and pushed her down. Since Stephanie had already
been trying to free herself, the momentum brought her down fast and her face
hit the ground hard. Caitlin got on her knees and rolled Stephanie over on her
back.

As Caitlin went to sit on Stephanie's chest to pin her down and straddle her,
Stephanie reached her arm up, making a desperate attempt to punch her.
Stephanie wasn't able to get any power behind the punch based on how she was
positioned and Caitlin just easily grabbed Stephanie's wrist in the air, then
forced it to the ground.

Caitlin pinned Stephanie's right arm down with her left hand and with a
completely wide open look, she punched Stephanie right in the nose. It was the
clearest shot that Caitlin had yet and Stephanie could feel her eyes
completely water up. It felt like her nose was bleeding but she couldn't see
any blood so she didn't know for sure.

It was at that point that Caitlin just completely went to town on Stephanie.
With Stephanie's face completely wide-open, Caitlin let go of Stephanie's
right wrist and then just punched her in her face over and over. After the
first couple of punches, Stephanie threw her arm up trying to throw a punch.
When she couldn't even come close and didn't even really know what she was
punching at, she ended up taking three more punches, one in the mouth, and two
right in her nose.

Stephanie could not deal with this pummeling. She just lay there helplessly
underneath Caitlin's thighs and butt in those panties she had on as Caitlin's
fists repeatedly struck her in the face. Stephanie quickly gave up on trying
to throw any punches but tried to protect her face with her hands.

But that barely even did any good. She was in an awful position and she knew
nothing about fighting or how to block a punch to begin with. Sitting on her
with her face still mainly wide-open and watching Stephanie forecast every
place that she was going to move her hands, Caitlin was easily able to find
plenty of openings, punching Stephanie in the top of the head, the forehead
the eyes, the nose, the ears, the mouth, the cheek, and the jaw.

Stephanie was helpless to fight back so the best she could do was try and
protect her face. That wasn't doing any good either, though, as Caitlin could
see every place she was moving her hands and was easily able to punch around
them. Stephanie was able to fend off a small percentage of Caitlin's punches
but it didn't even make a different because Caitlin was still hitting her with
so many of them.

Ultimately out of frustration, Stephanie just let her arms flop down to her
side. Caitlin didn't let up and as she punched Stephanie more, Stephanie
started to cry. There Stephanie lay underneath Caitlin crying like a helpless
girl as now there was no doubt about the fact that she was getting beat up.
She lay there and cried longer, the loser of the fight, as Caitlin just kept
punching her.

"OK!" Stephanie said when she couldn't take it anymore. "You win. Please get
off of me!"

Once she said that she remembered the last time that she had to smell
Caitlin's feet before she got off and she was so desperate to end the punching
that she was almost gladly ready to do that if it meant not getting beat up
any longer. But this time Caitlin just got up off of her.

Caitlin still looked down at Stephanie like she was waiting to see if she was
going to try anything else and ready to fight more if necessary. The tension
in Caitlin's eyes was obvious and Stephanie knew this was not going to end
friendly like the last time. Nor did she want it to. This bitch humiliated her
boyfriend and then she badly beat her up. She hated her and she was never
going to talk to her again. She jumped to her feet and ran to the door,
knowing it was obvious that she looked afraid of Caitlin.

"I fucking hate your guts!" Stephanie screamed at Caitlin as she got ready to
leave. "You hear me?? Don't ever fucking talk to me again!"

Stephanie stormed out the door to her car. She drove home crying the whole way
home, not so much because of the pain, but taking a physical beating like she
did really took an emotional toll on her. She actually thought if a man beat
her like that it wouldn't be as bad because at least she wouldn't be expected
to beat a man. But getting bettered by another female was any girl's worst
nightmare. This was much worse because it was her best friend and because it
happened so brutally.

Stephanie looked herself in the mirror when she got home. She had a big, thick
bruise under her left eye that seemed to be swelling just as she looked at it.
She had a bruise on her cheek and her bottom lip had swelled up. She had a lot
of cuts on her face from Caitlin's fingernails and she had blood all over her
face. She had been wiping blood from her nose on her drive home and some was
still coming out. There was some pounding in the back of her head from a
developing headache that seemed to be increasing.

Now that she was home in her apartment, all alone, with no Caitlin around or
no traffic with people that could see her, she could really let loose and cry.
Caitlin had done this to her since she was tougher than her and she was better
than her. The fact that she had gone over there and tried to fight her made it
that much worse that she had initiated it and still got her ass kicked.
Getting beat up was the most upsetting thing that had ever happened to her.

While she was still crying, her cell phone rang. She looked to see that it was
Dane calling. She hit Ignore immediately. The timing on that couldn't have
been worse. When he had left that morning she figured it would be just a
simple fight between the two of them that ended, probably shortly after
Stephanie had taken care of Caitlin. But she had failed to take care of
Caitlin. Her face was going to look like this for at least the next week and
there was absolutely no way that she could face Dane like looking like that,
having him seeing how beaten she was, and ultimately knowing it was Caitlin
that did it to her. She hated that she was going to have to do this but she
was going to have to ghost Dane. She had no other choice.

When she finally calmed down she got on the internet and started looking up
ways to get revenge. With no more best friend and no more boyfriend, revenge
was the only thing on Stephanie's mind. She was going to have to be very
careful planning it out this time because she knew if she rushed into it too
much that she would end up getting another beating by Caitlin. That truth
killed her.

As she looked up possible methods of revenge she quickly became frustrated.
Everything that she could find was either going too hard or too risky from the
standpoint of either getting beat up or getting arrested. She continued to
look and her frustration increased when she couldn't find anything that looked
feasible.

As she searched some more she came across the local female cage fighters and
as her mind drifted from finding revenge on Caitlin since she wasn't seeing
anything, she read up on local champion Cage Fighter, Rita Rose. The woman had
never lost a fight in the cage. Stephanie was jealous. If she were as tough as
Rita was, no one would be able to mess with her.

She read up on local female cage fighters some more. There was a woman
Veronica Clark who was now retired at age 41, but had a 17-3 record when she
was in the cage, one of those losses to Rita Rose. Veronica was now offering
training for women that were interested in getting into cage fighting, even
preparing them for the exhibition matches that occurred once a month as
lead-ins to the headline fights. Even if she wasn't as tough as Rita was, if
Stephanie had only gotten into that kind of training a few years earlier ...

Dane was very disappointed when he tried reaching out to Stephanie that same
day after the wedding when he left her apartment but she was not returning his
calls or his texts. He really liked her but he did have to admit that he lost
a lot of respect for her the way she flipped out that Caitlin had beaten him
in arm-wrestling. If he wasn't that embarrassed about it, why should she be?
It was almost like she was more embarrassed for herself than she was for him
for whatever reason, like she had some jealousy of Caitlin. Considering he
thought Caitlin was a lot better looking, he thought that jealousy made sense,
but it still made him think less of her when he actually saw it come out.

But by early afternoon, he received a Facebook message from Caitlin. They
weren't Facebook friends but she IM'd him telling him she had something
important she wanted to talk to him about regarding Stephanie. They met at a
bar that evening and he couldn't believe what Caitlin told him - how Stephanie
had come and attacked her over the arm-wrestling and how Caitlin had beaten
the ever living shit out of her, and now their friendship was over. Dane felt
horrible. He didn't want to be the reason their friendship ended. He didn't
want Stephanie to be badly hurt either and it bothered him thinking about the
fact that Caitlin could have done that to her.

Stephanie spent the day sitting at home feeling sorry for herself, lying in
her pajamas she had changed into, and sleeping a lot of the day. But as the
evening came she was getting hungry so she decided she'd make a quick run to
the grocery store. Her hair which she normally took great care of was a mess
but she didn't knew how awful she looked with her face all swelled up so she
didn't care. She just left the house with her messy hair and her pajamas on.
She didn't plan on being out long anyway.

On the way to the grocery store, she drove by a bar that she would go to
sometimes, normally for happy hours. She thought that she saw Dane's car in
the parking lot though she figured she was just thinking that because she was
still thinking about him. But she knew exactly what Caitlin's distinct car
looked like and when she saw that in the parking lot she felt herself fuming.
Those fucking assholes.

She aggressively turned her car into the parking lot, not worried about
anything, just angry. Caitlin wasn't going to beat her up in public and she
wanted to yell at the both of them. She stomped inside and felt the anger in
her stomach as she saw Caitlin and Dane sitting together at the bar. They
didn't notice her right away.

"Oh what do you know??" she said loudly which got Caitlin and Dane to look at
her as well as plenty of others that were in there for an early afternoon
cocktail. She knew how stupid she looked yelling in a public place, in her
pajamas, with messy hair, and a beaten up face but she didn't care. Caitlin
had taken away any pride she had anyway. "Yeah, you two hanging out together
now? Fucking figures. Take her, Dane, I don't want a scrawny boyfriend like
you with a little dick anyway. And fuck you Caitlin. You're nothing but a
slut. I can't believe I was ever friends with you. You're a fucking slut."

"Stephanie ... " Caitlin started to say, looking half like she genuinely
wanted to calm Stephanie down and half like she wanted to fight her.

"Fuck you!" Stephanie interrupted, totally hyped up before Caitlin could say
more. And that's when the idea came into her head. "I challenge you - to a
cage fighting match. They have an opening in three months for exhibition
matches. Give us both the fair amount of time to train for a fair fight and
I'm going to fuck you up. I'll take you in front of the entire city!"

"You sure you want to do that?" Caitlin said. She spoke like she was trying to
get Stephanie to realize she was nuts - Caitlin had already beaten her twice.
But Stephanie still wanted to spin it like Caitlin was the one who was afraid.

"I'm not afraid, are you??" Stephanie said.

Stephanie looked Caitlin directly in the eyes as Caitlin looked around at all
of the people watching that probably would come to see this fight after the
public challenge. Stephanie did a brief scan with her eyes. These were two of
the best looking girls in the city and the news of this was going to spread
quickly. Everyone was going to be there and neither of these girls was going
to want to back down or lose.

"No," Caitlin said calmly and Stephanie could feel her blood pressure rise as
now things had gotten real. "You're on. I'll see you in the cage."

Stephanie stared her down longer but there was nothing more to be said. She
turned around and walked out of the bar. She walked to her car feeling excited
but a bit scared at the same time. She hoped she had made the right decision.
There was no turning back now and she was going to have to get in touch with
Veronica Clark quickly.

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