Her long hot shower continued until every drop of hot water was drained from the tank. The steam was so thick that one could not see from one side of the large bathroom to the other. Stepping out of the shower stall the radiant blonde hair blue eyed woman quickly opened the door to let the thick steam escape. Wiping off the clouded mirror she started in on a ritual only known to the women of her status. She was a well known dance instructor who married into wealth, a  woman of her beauty being able to pick and choose from an elite group of powerful men. At 27 years old, she had a lot going for herself, a new car, beautiful home, a rich husband, and an incredible ability to turn the heads of every man, as well as those of half the women, when she walked into a room.

Janet was preparing herself for a party to which she had been invited.   An old classmate from high school was in town and the plan was to have a small reunion with a group of her old high school girlfriends. She made an extra effort this evening as she stood in front of the mirror in her bathroom, taking her time as she applied a light touch of makeup around her deep blue eyes and brushed out her long blonde hair. She chose to wear a tight, very revealing, short red silk dress that dropped down just above mid thigh. She studied herself thoroughly in the full length mirror in their master bedroom. She turns from side to side flexing her leg muscles. She was fascinated at how the short dress showed off her long muscular legs, that came from hours of dancing and exercise. She encased her long limbs in a pair of white nylon stockings,  and a pair of  red high heeled pumps finished off her appearance.

Janet arrived at the party promptly at eight o'clock. As she walked up the sidewalk she noticed the size of the smaller house and she suddenly realized, even more, how lucky she really was. Most of her friends weren't as lucky as she. As she approached the front door she knew she would be the best of the group. The best looking, having the most money. It intrigued her, knowing that she had this hanging over her old friends.

She knocked on the door and was graciously greeted by her old friend Michelle. Once inside, all the women had an immediate admiration for Janet as they continually complemented her on her looks. Even Angie, the old friend from out of town, gave her complement after complement. Janet was really enjoying all this attention as she mingled and conversed with her old friends. Although she was use to this type of attention, tonight it was with a different crowd, different then her normal upper class friends.

While Janet continued to parade through the party, she suddenly notice everyone's attention had been distracted back to the front room. She heard excited cries from all the women as they greeted someone new to the party. When Janet walked back into the front room she was shocked to see Andrea standing across the room. The two locked eyes and Janet begin to feel an old familiar feeling of hostility. Andrea had been her rival all through high school as they competed to be the most popular girl in school. Andrea was the beautiful brunette while Janet was the gorgeous blonde. The two competed in everything from Cheerleading, to tennis. Although there had been a couple of times that physical contact was made between them, there had always been a frustrating  interruption that left the question as to who the better one was.

Anger took her over as she stood there observing all the attention that Andrea was receiving from the women at the party.  She tried her best to overcome her ire and stayed calm as she walked over to Andrea,  politely offering her hand. The two women clasped their hands together tight.

"So how have you been Andrea?" Janet asked as she tightened her grip.

"Just fine, Janet." Andrea replied and tightened her grip to match Janet's There was an awkward moment of silence in the room as the two women glared deeply into each others eyes. Andrea's tight short black velvet dress with black nylon stocking and matching high heel shoes stood out to test Janet's attire. They held each others hands a lot longer than the average handshake. It appeared that neither woman wanted to be the first to release her grip. This was a secret moment of study between these two beauties. Then finally by some mutual agreement both release their hands and conversation was struck back up by the women at the party.

As the party continued, the two rival females competed for the attention and admiration of the other women. Each woman talked about her lifestyle, wealth, and physical endurance. Janet came to find out that Andrea had moved to Chicago several years ago.  She also became a dance instructor, and had, similarly to Janet, married into wealth. This information only fueled the anger in Janet. Not only through school did she and Andrea have to share their similarities,  it appeared these two would be again compared against each other.

Eventually the group of women seem to divide as the party continued. One group of women sat around the dining room table in conversation with Andrea while the other group sat in the living room with Janet. By this time everyone was feeling the effects of the alcohol being served. Janet and Andrea seemed to be consuming theirs a little less than most the women at the party. Their attention was more focused on bragging than on drinking.

After several women left the party, someone sitting around the dining room table suggested they move the rest of the group into the living room to socialize with the other women. After shifting around a little bit, all the women were seated comfortably. Andrea ended up sitting right across from Janet and the two women immediately locked eyes. As conversations rambled on, Janet and Andrea seemed to be locked together in their own little world as they glared seriously at one another. As they sat there their short dresses rode up slightly, giving each other a view of their long powerful legs.  Apparently a couple of the women started talking about gloves and somehow a conversation about hands came up. Most of the women even started comparing their hands. Then something that was suggested that caught Janet and Andrea off guard.

"We want to see Janet and Andrea compare hands!" said one of the women.

"Ya, let's see!" shouted out another one, and soon all the women were encouraging this to happen. Janet was the first to respond. She stood up quickly and brought both her hands up to her side at shoulder level. Palms facing out. A smirk came across Andrea's face as she slowly stood to face Janet. She raised her hands up and the two women locked eyes. Then to Janet's surprise, Andrea stepped right into her until their breasts were touching. They lined up perfectly. Neither set of breasts higher or lower than the other. Palms came together but neither woman looked away from the glaring eyes of her rival as their expensive perfumes blended and filled the air between them. Silence filled the room as the two women stood chest-to-chest. Finally two other women stood up to actually compare their hands.

"Looks like they're the same to me," said one, with alcohol slurring her words.

"I would have to agree," yelled out the other one as even more tension filled the air. The two women remained standing pressed together, breasts-to-breasts, palms-to-palms. Each was seemingly trying to feel the strength of the other.

"All right, you two." Someone finally said and this brought the two women's attention back to the party. A slight revealing smile came across both their faces and as they separated, the black velvet and red silk dresses seemed to electrically cling together. Once apart they fell back into their seats, still under examination of the others.

"Can everyone remember when Andrea and Heather got into it out on the tennis courts in high school?" It was the girl named Michelle that stood up and asked this question just then. There was a lot of laughter from the other women. "Andrea sure showed her up," yelled out another one.

It was during practice that the two went up against each other. Heather and Andrea were paired off against each other and apparently Heather accused Andrea of cheating. When Heather jumped the net the two stood face to face, shouting at one another.

"I about sick of you always having to be the best! Why don't we find out right here right now if your really all that you think you are! Your strength against my strength!" Shouted out Heather in challenge.

"Fine! Then, let's interlace our fingers together and put our strength to the test!" shouted back Andrea as she held her hands up ready to engage. Both were wearing their best tennis attire. Tight fitting tops, pleated skirts, and tennis shoes  Heather moved forward and interlocked her fingers with Andrea's. They pushed and pressed forward against one another until body was against body. Eyes locked together and a perfect line up was formed between their breasts that had this contest equal right from the start. This game of mercy continued for several minutes as each girl started to sweat against each other while trying desperately to force the other girl to her knees. A small group of girls gathered and cheered them on. Due to her popularity, most of them cheered for Andrea. After a struggling ten minutes Heather slowly started to slip underneath Andrea while Andrea started to use her upper body weight to press her breasts down upon Heather's. A final effort from Heather was overpowered by Andrea. She landed on her back with Andrea on top. It took awhile for both of them to renew enough energy to climb back to their feet.

 Janet and Andrea looked at one another with intensity. Even the women at the party could feel the tension  growing between these two rivals.

"Hey, what about the time Janet took on Karen after cheerleading practice! That was great they way she made her surrender!" Angie said, as if taking sides with Andrea.

"Ya, she was never a problem after that!" Yelled out another.

Apparently Karen had become quite a problem with the other cheerleaders. She was always saying negative things about the squad and always criticizing the other girls when mistakes were made. Janet had just about enough. She confronted her right after practice in the gymnasium.

"I think its time someone teaches you a lesson," shot out Janet as she got right in Karen's face. She was a little concerned about taking on such an offensive act. She and Karen were the same height and build. She knew if they were to lock together it would be a long close contest.

"You need to step back, girl!" shouted Karen as she stepped into Janet. Pressing breasts into breasts.

"Why? Are you afraid to test your body strength against mine?" yelled Janet as she matched Karen's pressure.

"Does it look Like I'm afraid?" Karen shot back. Both were dressed in full matching cheerleading uniforms.

They locked eyes and with their hands on their hips the two pressed together while eye brows twisted inward with anger. The look of hate painted on their faces. They stood motionless for some time. Finally Janet took the offense. "I'll show you what a real body feels like!" She quickly wrapped her arms around Karen in a full bear hug. Karen retaliated and did the same to Janet. The two squeezed one another with all their might.

The other cheerleaders went crazy cheering on Janet. Both tightly pressed girls experienced the pain of a body crushing body bear hug for several minutes. Their hateful determination seem to overpower the pain as they slightly stumble around in each others arms. It was cheerleader against cheerleader. After ten minutes of struggle Janet started to feel Karen's tight clinch weakening. She quickly poured on her last reserves to finally get the words "I give up" out of Karen.

It took them a few minutes to separate because their muscles seem to lock them into position. The girls held their arms around one another breathing hot air into each others faces. Once they separated, Karen was no longer a problem.

Janet and Andrea couldn't seem to take their eyes off one another. Each one wondering how they would compared in such contests of strength. Then it was brought out onto the table. "I wonder who would win a contest of strength between Andrea and Janet?" The room went silent and a challenging look came across both Janet's and Andrea's face.

"Well I would love to stay and find out but I have a plane to catch back to Chicago and I'm afraid it might take hours for me to bring Janet to her knees," explained Andrea with a smirk.

Janet quickly came back with this statement. "Besides, that long of a plane ride after having your body crushed would be very uncomfortable."

An intense smile came across both their faces. It took a few minutes for the tension to subside before  conversation between all the women was struck back up again. Janet broke away to the ladies' room to freshen up a bit. As she stood in front of the mirror applying a coat of deep red lipstick, in walked Andrea. Janet turned to face her.

"It would be a big disappointment leaving back to Chicago without knowing which one of us is the better woman," said Andrea, her assets thrusting out in challenge.

"I guess we may never know the answer to that question," replied Janet with an equal stance.

"We have always been equal in everything we do. Our schooling, sports, even our cheerleading could be cosidered as equal." Andrea went on as she reached into her purse pulling out her lipstick. She turned towards the mirror and applied a generous coat of crimson color to her lips. "I have a proposition for you. Fly back to Chicago with me and we can put an end to all these questions." Andrea turned back to face Janet as she waited for her answer.

"Wouldn't it be easier for you to stay here?   We could settle things in private back at my house," suggested Janet.

"I think it you would find the challenge just a little more interesting back in Chicago. At my house that is." Andrea stepped forward until her breasts were lightly touching Janet's. The two women took in a small gasp of air from this intimate contact between them.

"How do I know this isn't some kind of a trick?" said Janet with a shortness in her breath.

"There will be no tricks. Just a few physical contests between you and me to settle this once and for all." Andrea brought her face in close to Janet's. Eyes locked and their mouths breathed hot moist air onto each others freshly coat lips.

"So." There was a pause from Andrea as she brought her hands up to shoulder level with the palms facing out. "Should we seal are agreement?" Their lips now just a fraction of an inch from touching. Janet brought her hands up and pressed the palms of her hand to the palms of Andrea's hands in acceptance to her challenge.

"I hate you!" spoke Janet.

"And I hate you." spoke Andrea. Their lips brushed together with those words and in an instant their mouths where joined together in a hateful kiss. For a moment there was tight pressure between them. Hands and breasts pressing together while their tongues tangled roughly. This was the seal of their challenge!

A loud knock on the door quickly broke the kiss. "Hello, is anyone in there?" One of the guests was either trying to use the bathroom or spying on them. Still standing breast to breast, Janet and Andrea locked eyes. "Its agreed than. My limousine will take us to the airport." Andrea stepped back to allow Janet to leave the bathroom.

They left the party together, leaving all the women wondering and imagining what the two of them were up to. Once at they arrived at the airport, Andrea purchased a first class ticket for Janet to Chicago. A first class ticket that had Janet sitting right beside her for the two hour trip.

The two sat comfortably throughout their travel and their conversation, although at times was a bit catty, took them back to relive old times. They made physical contact on occasion, which was likely to happen when both women knew that in a couple of hours they would be pushing and testing each other to the limits. At one time the two women sat with their legs crossed towards one another. They could help but look down and silently compare their legs. Their high heel shoes touched and this quickly reminded Andrea of a time when she and Janet tried to out do each other as cheerleaders.

"Do you remember our dispute about which one of us had the best cheerleading skills?" Andrea questioned as she turned to look into Janet's eyes. With that question Andrea suddenly felt Janet's foot pressing against hers.

"Yes I do. I remember we just started to test each other when Miss Robinson interrupted and gave us a weeks detention." Janet glanced down when she felt Andrea's foot pressing back with equal pressure.

The two decide to settle their dispute after school one day. They ended up in the locker room where they thought no one would bother them. Both were in cheerleading uniforms when they faced one another. "Its time we test each others cheerleading skills. I'm tired of everyone constantly comparing us!" Shot out Janet as she stepped up closer to Andrea. Hands on her hips as she waited for Andrea's reaction.

"Fine! Then lets say we start out by comparing our heel stretch. We'll find out who can raise their legs up higher!" Andrea stood with equal stance.

"Your right leg against my left and then my left against your right and we'll see just how steady you are standing on one leg!" Janet challenged as she started to raise her left leg up. She held onto her ankle with her left hand as she stretch her foot high above her head.

Andrea stepped forward and raised her right leg up until her foot was equal in height to Janet's. The two hopped on one leg to close the distance between them. This brought them close together in order to get a good comparison. They lined up the soles of their tennis shoes high above their heads only to find a perfect match. Each used the other's foot to balance as they pressed together while trying to over come the other in height. They both gained an extra two inches. Frustrated with the out come they used both arms to latch onto each other's forearms giving them better balance. It now became a test of strength as each used her foot to try and force the others foot down. Every muscle in their bodies flexed with intensity as they struggled to keep their balance as well as match their strength against one another.

Their eyes were locked in a hateful glare when the girls Physical Education teacher walked into the locker room. Both girls were yelled at for being in the locker room after school and had to serve a weeks worth of separate detention.
 

Tension started to build between the two women on the airplane as this little test of strength turned a little more serious. The pressure between their high heels shoes increasing side by side as they recalled this past event. In a quick motion Janet pulled her foot away. "I think it would be best for both of us to save the aggression we have for one another until we arrive in Chicago."

As the plane touched down the two quickly departed and were soon riding in a limousine headed for Andrea's house. They rode in silence as each felt the anxiety and tension rapidly increasing They glared evilly at each other while sitting across from one another in the limousine. Finally, they arrived at the back entrance to Andrea's enormously large home. Once inside the two were greeted by Andrea's caretaker, Marie. Andrea instructed Marie that she was taking no calls for the rest of the night and that she was to serve them some od'erves and wine in the living room. Janet found it quite strange that Andrea would have such a beautiful caretaker as Marie. The two made their way to the large living area with tensions growing by the second. Andrea's  husband was away on business so the two women would be able to compete all night long and into the morning if it came down to it.

The two women settled down and took a seat next to each other on the large leather sofa. Marie appeared and place a large tray of snacks and a bottle of wine on the table in front of them.

"Thank you, Marie" Andrea then turned to Janet. "Help yourself. You will need the energy once we get started."

They carried on a light conversation for sometime before things got a little more serious. "I have to tell you that it's about time the two of us got together to settle the questions that many have had for so long." Andrea went on to explain. "We have always been too perfectly matched, but I know both of us needs to know the truth. Which one of us is the better, stronger woman?"

"I couldn't agree with you more, and I know each of us has this indescribable respect for one another. Held in place by the hate our sprits have for each other. Tonight that hate will be put together." Janet could see the fiery gaze in Andrea's eye as she spoke these words.

"Yes our sprits will connect and fight. Tonight!" replied a very anxious Andrea. She looked down at her watch. It read five minutes to midnight. "I think its just about time for our first test. You can use the bathroom down the hall to freshen up a bit. I'll meet you back here in this room at midnight. At that time we will interlace our fingers and test our strength." Andrea and Janet both stood and made their way to separate bathrooms.

Apart, each engaged in the brushing out of her long thick hair, the light touchup of eye makeup, a fresh coat of lipstick, the quick spray of perfume, and the adjustment of nylon stockings. These two beauties were burning with hate knowing that the two were finally going to meet woman to woman.

Janet stepped into the living room to find Andrea already standing in the center of the room. She had the furniture pushed back and was eagerly waiting. Janet moved in to face her and the two locked eyes standing face-to-face. Both were still wearing the dresses that they had wore to the party. Nothing was said as the two glared deeply into each other's sprits.

Then, as if rehearsed, the two raised their hands with palms and stepped together. Once again palms and chests came together. Their breasts appeared to throb against each other with their heavy breathing. Blue and green eyes piercing for two minutes as they concentrated on connecting their sprits. Contact was made and the two women slowly interlaced their fingers. Interlocking them with a tight powerful grip as their bodies began to press more firmly together. Full strength was reached and the two stayed evenly locked for over ten minutes. At this point their strength began to dwindle and it was now a question of who's strength would weaken faster. Sweaty hands stayed locked and sweat beaded across their faces yet neither lost eye contact with the other. Nylon-encased thighs pressed together as their high heel shoes dug deep into the plush carpet.

Twenty minutes now and it seemed that the level of their strength was dwindling side by side. They leaned more heavily against each other now, using their tightly pressed knees to hold one another up. Andrea began to see the look of desperation on Janet's face. Both knew it was time to pour on every bit of strength left in their reserve. It was Janet's last bit of energy to hold off Andrea and Andrea's last bit of energy to send Janet to her knees.  The struggle continued for another two minutes. Andrea's strength ran out at the exact moment Janet fell to her knees. Their fingers still locked together as Andrea stood over her on weak knees for several seconds her to ensure her victory. She than fell to her knees in front of Janet. Their hot sweaty bodies leaned against one another as they rested their heads on each others shoulders.

It was a good five minutes before the two had enough strength to stand, but their energy renewed itself quickly. These two women were use to long hard workout sessions that lasted for hours. Once standing the two released their hands and once again stared into each other's eyes. "You have won one, but soon I'll have the strength and energy to compete again," stated Janet with a still glossy look in her eyes.

"Yes! Our battle has just begun. Our next test will be even more intense. In thirty minute we will once again be locked in combat. I will send for Marie. She will serve you some refreshments and then take you to the room where our next battle will occur." Andrea walked away, still weak in the knees, leaving Janet standing in the living room.

Janet moved over to the large sofa and fully laid down upon it. A minute or two later Marie showed up with the refreshments that Janet was in need of.  She lay there, knowing she needed to be back to one hundred percent in the thirty minute time period. Her strength quickly returned as she entered a meditative state. She didn't even think about Andrea, because she knew that her rival was in the same state at this moment.

The voice of Marie filled the silent room, to let Janet know that the time had come. She pulled herself to her feet and felt her strength renewed. She was ready to match Andrea muscle for muscle once again. Marie led her through the house to another large room. It was half filled with exercise equipment and the other half was a wide open exercise floor. Mirrors covered the entire length of one wall on the open side. It was much like the exercise room back at Janet's home. The large open area allowed for high impact aerobics and the practice of her dance routines.

Janet entered the room to see Andrea waiting in the center of exercise floor. She moved in and the two stood about three feet apart. "So, did the rest allow your strength to fully return?" asked Andrea

"Yes! In fact, I feel stronger this time around," replied Janet with confidence.

"Good! So do I." Andrea placed her hands on her hips then continued. "I have come up with quite a challenge for our second test."

"But, isn't it customary for me to pick the next test?" Janet said calmly.

"Yes, it is, but I know you, Janet. I already know what you think the next test should be without you even saying a word. For we are the same, you and I." Andrea went on when she saw the questioning look come across Janet's face. "While we were on the plane I started to think about the fight you had with Karen back in high school. The way you tested each other's strength. Then I thought about how coincidental it is that we are both dance instructors, and this gave me an idea." Andrea said nothing more, as the look of understanding came across Janet's face. She knew what Andrea had in mind.

Andrea turned and walked over to the stereo system that sat along side the wall. She fumbled through a stack of CD's and chose one of her favorite modern dance artists, one she knew Janet would appreciate. The music started and she walked back to stand in front of Janet. The two looked at each other hatefully and with determination. "Who shall lead?" Andrea asked the Question.

"We should fight for it!" replied Janet.

"Then lets dance you slut!" Andrea shouted out with her arms wide open and her chest thrusting out in challenge.

"Lets see what you've got bitch!" Janet returned with open arms, chest out.

The two smacked together and wrapped their arms tightly around one another. They immediately started to grind the front of their bodies together to the beat of the music. Each one trying to out-grind the other as their embrace tightened. The two started slinging each other around the room, violently trying to control the movements of the other. Nylon stocking covered legs rubbed together in battle as their bodies remained glued, crushing against one another.

The two slowly started concentrating on the power of their embrace. The slinging of their bodies slowed, as body was forced increasingly tighter against body. Breasts crushing against breasts and nylon covered thighs pressing, spreading apart. Their eyes never parted with more and more determination appearing on their faces. Sweat beading on their foreheads now as the music stopped. They stood their together matching their strength and their will. Over ten minutes passed by and the two remained stalemated. Faces closer together as gasped and grunts of air escaped them. Their months opened and the two sealed their lipstick coated lips. The entire length of their wet tongues slithered together invisibly between their mouths. Both knew this could easily bring one of them to orgasm. They realized that a battle this closely fought would test their femininity to the fullest. Their arms were still tightly wrapped around each others bodies, but their legs were weakening. Their knees rested against one another, helping to support their weight.

Another ten minutes and their legs began to spread. Inner thighs preseds as both shook uncontrollably in each others arms. An orgasm blasted through both of them, tightening every muscle in their bodies. Rock hard muscles matched rock hard muscles. The two trembled for two minutes and suddenly Janet began to feel Andrea's strength subside. The orgasm was more than she could handle as she went limp in Janet's arms. Janet held her tight to acknowledge her win.

The two stood in each others arms for two of three minutes. Finally Janet brought her head from Andrea's shoulder. "Looks like we are matched at one win apiece." Janet said in a low tone.

Andrea lifted her head. "Yes! We have determined that we both have the same amount of strength."

"The next test is your choice. How do we settle this?" Janet asked

"We know that our strength is perfectly matched when put up against each other. The next test will surely make your trip to Chicago worthwhile." Andrea went on. "We shall test each others tolerance for pain." Janet's eyes went wide with curiosity. "We shall have another thirty minute period before our next test. Marie will tend to your needs." Andrea pulled from Janet and left the room. Janet left as well and seated herself back in the living room, trying to control her thoughts about what the next battle would be. She put her curiosity aside and rested peacefully for thirty minutes.

Once again Marie's voice brought Janet to her feet. She was led down a flight of stairs into the basement of the house. Marie opened a door to another large room and Janet entered. Looking around, the room was empty. The ceilings were high and there were two large walls standing in the center of the room that appeared to operate on some kind of track system.

She walked over to the walls and noticed there were two shackles hanging on a four inch chains from each wall. At least three feet apart, and a foot and a half above her head. She looked down and spotted two more shackles. A little closer together, but just above ground level and each wall had a two inch ledge that traveled across the bottom. She pictured Andrea and herself fastened to the walls.

Andrea stepped into the room with Marie following behind her. "I guess just looking at these two walls give you a pretty good idea of what comes next." Hearing those words Janet turned to see Andrea approaching.

"Yes, but I need you to explain to me how this will work," stated Janet as she came face to face with Andrea.

"The best engineers I could find designed this system. It is precision built. As you can see you will be fastened to one walls and I will be fastened to the other. Our arms and legs locked in place by the shackles. Marie will help us achieve this." Andrea went on to explain. "We will face each other completely. As you can see there are two small levers at each foot. Your right foot controls the forward movement of the your wall and the left lever moves it back. From there-.." There was a slight pause. "Well I think you've got the picture." Her words stopped and she started to undress.

Janet followed suit and removed her clothing as well. This was the first time the two women had seen each other nude since the shower room at school. The stared at each others perfectly matched bodies, trying to discover some degree of difference. Marie assisted in locking both women to the two walls. She stepped back and was instructed to leave the room until called upon.

The two women were completely sprawled out nude in front of each other about six feet apart. "Who ever pushes the other women back to the end of her track is the winner," Andrea explained. There was a moment of silence as the two women took in the full beauty of the others hard firm body. "Look at us. Our bodies are twins." Stated Andrea with passion.

"Yes, and we must put them up against each other to finally settle the question of which one of us is the better woman." Janet proclaimed.

Andrea operated the right lever with her foot moving her wall a foot closer to Janet. "Come to me, Janet and let  yourself be fully pressed against me." She was breathing heavily with excitement.

"Right now there is nothing I want more than to feel every inch of your body against mine. Let us press our naked sprits together and finish this." Janet operated her lever closing another foot between them.

Their nipples are hardening with anticipation. Andrea pushed her lever sending herself forward another foot. Janet responded in kind. The two gave each others bodies one last examination before operating their levers a third time. This brought their rock hard nipples just a fraction of an inch apart. It was an unbelievable match as nipple lined up perfectly with nipple. The quick push of the lever brought Andrea's nipples touching Janet's. The two took in a gasp of air and their nipples responded with a hard throb.  Janet's quick push of the lever pushed their nipples into one another but still remained visible. Both girls assumed that their own rock hard nipples would triumph by bending the other girls nipples up but this was not the case. Instead both sets of nipples were forced back equally.

Andrea pushed her lever sealing the rock hard nipples between them. The two locked eyes and the four-inch chain that held the shackles around their wrists allowed them to interlace their fingers. Janet pushed her lever, mushrooming their breasts together. The look of hate came across Andrea's face as she pushed her lever and flattened their breasts while bringing their stomachs and thighs together. Another push of the lever from Janet pressed them even more firmly together. Two more pushes and the two began to feel pain as their bodies crushed together. An indescribable look of hate on their faces as green and blue eyes locked. The two women pushed their levers again, this time nearly at the same time. Their mouths opened and they fused their lips together. Tongues slid back and forth wetly against one another.

By this time their pelvises had pressed together. Neatly trimmed blonde and brunette bushes entwined while their nipples tied themselves in knots between mounds of tit flesh. Two more pushes and the two experienced excruciating pain. The two gnawed on each others tongues trying to redirect the pain. They remained like this for several minutes as each experienced an orgasm like never before. The energy produced from their orgasms seemed to combine, taking them to a new level of experience. Their bodies glistening from the sweat that their tremendous exertion produced. Wet inner thighs and breasts pressing so hard that breathing was near impossible. An incredible two more pushes of the levers! The two women were so tightly pressed together that all breathing stopped. Tongue movement slowed between their mouths and it now became a question of who was going to outlast whom.

For two minutes the women went without oxygen. Both had their left foot resting on the backward levers, each hoping that her rival would be the first to push it. They knew that one more forward push would possibly break one of their ribs. It was a chance neither woman wanted to take. Both were slipping in an out of unconsciousness. Seconds counted as both women began to apply pressure to the left lever, but it was Janet that pushed first. Separating her mouth from Andrea's and taking them back to a position where both could fill their lungs with air. The two breathed heavily for a few minutes. Their bodies were still pressed together firmly and their fingers still interlocked.

Janet knew that she still had a long way before Andrea could push her back to the end of her track, but knowing that she had lost ground began to make her angry and this look of anger quickly appeared on her face. She pushed forward into Andrea with a suicide attempt. Seeing the look in Janet's eyes, Andrea knew that she was going to take the risk of a broken rib. Their bodies crushed together once again. Andrea knew not to take the risk. She operated her backward lever. She saw suicide look in Janet's eyes and hoped that Janet's rage would weaken her own strength. The two were no longer kissing as Andrea was forced back time and time again. She knew the ground that she was losing would be almost impossible to regain. She was nearing the end of her track and she knew it was time to stand up to Janet.

The two pressed forward until once again neither woman could breathe. Andrea took the risk and pushed forward again. Luckily her ribs didn't break. The pressure was tremendous as grimace expression of agony appeared on their sweaty faces. Two minutes passed and then just a fraction of a second before Andrea was about to give in, Janet pushed and held down her back lever. She could absolutely take no more. Andrea was quick to operate her forward lever and stayed pressed against Janet as the two travel down the short track. Andrea had pinned Janet to the end of her track. She only applied a firm amount of pressure when she heard the words escape Janet "You win!" She held the pin for sometime before backing away.

The next afternoon Janet caught a plane back home and, as she sat on the plane, her ribs and breasts ached painfully. She would have been content if she had known that she had cracked one of Andrea's ribs.

The construction of her own machine began a couple of days after she arrived home.