DOMINIQUE VS. NATALIE:
by Sleeperkid
....A tale
of sweet revenge
1998...
Acclaimed 17 year old gymnast
Dominique Moceanu had just made
a reconciliation with her parents (whom
she had threatened to
declare independence from days before) when she
was asked to speak
at a local Elementary School with a panel of popular
"role models"
for children. She gladly accepted, and was mildly excited
at being
paired up with a teen movie star for the event. The celebrity
in
question was Natalie Portman, star of the films Mars Attacks,
Heat,
Beautiful Girls, and others. Dominique's parents rented a
local
gymnasium for her own private use, and she immediately
invited
Natalie (through her agent) to come down for a workout. The
date
was set..a few hours before the panel discussion. Dominique
was
practicing her floor routine on the extraordinarily large floor
mat,
decked out in a tight, dark blue, velvet gymnast's uniform
that
framed her toned, muscular body perfectly. She had
requested
complete privacy for herself and Natalie, hoping that a
friendly
gymnastics lesson would please the rising star. It was nearing
noon
when Natalie walked in through the gym's double
doors.......
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Natalie
Portman stepped into the gymnasium wearing black
sweatpants and a jade
sports bra. The 17 year old smirked upon
laying eyes on Dominique's
floor routine. She brushed a long strand
of brown hair from her eyes
and chuckled silently to herself.
Unlike most girls out there, Natalie
was prone to wild bouts of
jealousy. She had been next in line for a
feature story in People
Magazine when Dominique's threats to leave her
parents put her on
the cover instead. This had pushed the young starlet
over the edge,
and although she had managed to keep it to herself,
revenge was the
only thing on her mind. And here was her
chance.
Dominique's routine stopped abruptly when she caught sight
of
Natalie walking towards her.
"Hi!" the teenager greeted, stepping
out of a handstand and
into an outstretched handshake. "Natalie
Portman! I'm a huge fan! I
loved Beautiful Girls..."
Natalie pasted
on a fake smile and shook the gymnast's hand.
"Ditto.." she said cheerfully,
"I love your...uh...tumbling."
"Thanks!" was the reply from the unsuspecting
Moceanu. "So,
you ready for a workout?"
"Sure," Natalie said,
pulling down her sweatpants to reveal a
pair of black bikini bottoms.
"Ready when you are."
Dominique, who had never been the most tactful person
in the
world, reached out and patted Natalie's soft, slightly
protruding
gut.
"Good," she laughed, "It looks like you need
it!"
Natalie's face went red.
"Excuse me?" she managed to say without
screaming.
"Just a joke." was Dominique's response. It was as if
she
didn't even realize how insulting she had just been,
Natalie
thought, or maybe the little bitch didn't
care.
"Um..Dominique.." Natalie began. "remember that cover
story
you just had on People?"
"Yeah," Dominique answered warily.
What a strange question!
"What about it?"
"Oh nothing..." Natalie
replied, a grin slowly crawling on her
face. Dominique stood directly
in front of her, her arms at her
sides. Now was the
time.
Natalie's right fist pulled back in a millisecond and
her
entire body weight flew with the punch that followed.
The
teenager's fist jutted forward and connected with
Dominique's
stomach area, and to Natalie's surprise, it felt like
hitting a pile
of bricks. Dominique's abs were rock hard from
constant
training....something Natalie had completely overlooked. In
that
split second, however, Natalie adapted. She put her right foot
out
and took a step forward with the punch, forcing it in even
deeper.
Soon enough, the feeling of bricks was replaced with the feel
of a
deep gut punch.
Dominique's eyes widened and then squinted as
the punch
connected. Her body involuntarily doubled over as Natalie
drove her
fist in deep.
"OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!" was the sound that
sputtered out of the
gymnast's lips as her insides flared in a bolt of
pain.
Natalie immediately grabbed the girl in a reverse
headlock
while her body was doubled over. The gymnastic mats were a
lot
harder than they seemed on TV, and Natalie decided to use that
to
her advantage. She pulled the girl down as she sat
suddenly,
forcing Dominique's head to connect savagely against the mat
in a
makeshift DDT. Dominique's hindquarters wavered in the air,
and
then slowly made a limp connection to the mat as the shock of
the
move did its work. A small groan escaped her as her body slid to
a
prone position on the mat.
Natalie turned the girl over on her
back and immediately
lifted both fists in the air. With a rage-filled
scream, she
brought them down, once again penetrating the thick
protection of
Dominique's abs. The gymnast's legs convulsed reflexively
as the
air was pounded from her once
again.
"OOOOOOOGHHHF!!!!"
"So I need a workout, huh?" Natalie called out.
She stood up
and jumped in the air, letting both feet land on
Dominique's belly.
The teenager uttered another loud groan as Natalie
stood there,
triumphant on top of her aching gut. Dominique's powerful
abs had
been reduced to a red patch of skin covering an aching pile
of
internal organs. Natalie jumped straight up and landed for a
second
time on her wounded belly.
"UUUUUUGH!!!" was the reflexive
groan that poured out of her.
Natalie stepped down and picked Dominique up by
her long brown
hair. Dominique stood shakily as her tormentor decided
her next
move. She barely had time to think of a defense when Natalie's
knee
rose and connected harshly with her forehead.
"Uhhh!"
Dominique groaned, stumbling back. Natalie grabbed
her by the arms,
preventing her from falling, and pulled her
forward. Dominique had no
choice but to run into Nat's raised knee,
and feeling it plunge deep
into her gut.
"OOOOUFF!" was the surprised reaction as she doubled over,
her
gymnastic one piece drenched with fear-stained sweat. She had to
do
something soon, or she'd end up in the hospital..or
worse.
Natalie raised the girl's body by her chin and pushed
her
slowly to the center of the mat.
"You know what a destruction
is, little girl?" she called out
to the dazed gymnast. "It's anything
that leads to a
knockout...but...then why don't we just call it a
knockout?"
"Please," Dominique managed to mutter.
"What's
this..about....why are you..OOOOOF!"
Natalie's fist sank
deep into the blue velvet that framed
Dominique's stomach.
"DON'T
interrupt me, bitch!" she continued. "The reason it's
called a
destruction is because after I knock you out...I wake you
up, and knock
you out again!...And again..and again..."
And with that, Natalie locked her
right arm on Dominique's
forehead in a tight iron claw. She had been
training with a
wrestler for weeks before that day (she had told her
father that it
was because she wanted to "get in shape", which he had
immediately
believed), and she had bribed him into teaching her a wide
variety
of dangerous holds and moves. She dug her fingers deep
into
Dominique's temples, cutting off blood flow to the brain. A
small
"ugggh.." escaped the gymnast's mouth as the hold began to
take
effect. She clawed at Natalie's hand in a desperate attempt
to
wrench them off, but a kick to the belly slowed her
efforts.
Slowly, but surely, Dominique's hands drifted to her sides as
her
knees began to buckle. She slid backwards, falling on her ass
and
sitting there, legs splayed out before her.
"Unnnn..." was
her only reaction as her eyelids began to
droop, and then close. Her
hectic breathing slowed, and then became
regular as the hold slowly
slipped her into the darkness of
unconsciousness. Natalie released the
hold, and for a second,
Dominique just sat there, out cold. Then
gravity came into the
scene, and the girl slumped back, completely out
of it.
Natalie grinned her beautiful grin as Dominique slumped
back.
She slowly caressed the girl's belly, patting it gently, then
slowly
pressing down on it. A small "mfffffff" came out of Dominique,
but
nothing more. She was still out cold. Natalie's grin grew wider
as
she grabbed the gymnast's feet and began to spread them
apart
slowly. Her legs spread wider and wider as Natalie pulled them
away
from each other, amazed at the girl's flexibility. When she
was
done, she had Dominique's lower body in a perfect Chinese
split
position, and the girl was still out cold! Natalie stood up
slowly,
eyeing her opponent's widely exposed crotch as she did so.
She
stood straight, and took a deep breath.
"Time to wake up, hon!"
she yelled, and launched herself
forward in a flying head
butt.
Natalie's head connected harshly with Dominique's crotch,
and
the little girl's eyes flew open like window
shades.
"AUUUUUGHH!" was her first sound as consciousness greeted
her
with the pain that now engulfed her entire body. Her hands
shot
reflexively between her legs as she favored the spot that had
been
struck with all 135 lbs of Natalie's weight. Her body doubled
over
as she writhed on the mat, bare feet stroking at the ground as
the
red flash of pain sent her into a coughing spasm.
"Good
morning.." Natalie taunted as she once again picked the
girl off the
ground by the hair. She sent five quick jabs to
Dominique's
belly.
"OOOOOOH...oooh...ooh...ooooof...ooogh!" was the
teenager's
reaction as she continued to rub her aching
crotch.
Natalie grabbed Dominique's head and jammed it into the
crotch
of her black swimming bottoms. She closed her thighs around
her
head and squeezed in a standing head scissors. A series of
grunts
escaped Dominique's throat as her vision was filled with black
dots.
Natalie bent over slightly and wrapped her arms around
Dominique's
midsection, all the while keeping the head scissors on. She
pulled
back, raising the girl's legs vertically until she was in a
perfect
pile driving position. Without a moment's hesitation,
Natalie
jumped into a sitting position and landed, connecting
Dominique's
head with the mat in a vicious piledriver.
"UNNNNNGH!"
Dominique grunted as a flash of pain flew threw
her head and neck. Her
body convulsed in Natalie's arms, stranded
in a permanent vertical
position for a split second. Then her legs
slumped forward as the
dizziness hit her. Natalie released her, and
Dominique slumped limply
to the mat, face down and in shock.
Natalie flipped the girl over and
scooted forward, still sitting
down. She gently placed Dominique's head
between her outstretched
legs and crossed her right leg over her left,
forming a tight figure
four headscissors on Dominique's head. With her
left hand, she
pulled hard on her left foot, bridging the gap between
the thickness
of her calf muscles and Dominique's
throat.
"Ghhhhhhggg.." was the only sound that came out of the
gymnast
as the headscissors did its job. She began to struggle wildly,
her
legs flailing, arms scratching at Natalie's feet. But the
squeeze
continued. Her legs slowly went limp as her eyes fluttered and
her
arms fell to her sides. A few seconds later, Dominique Moceanu
was
once again unconscious.
Natalie slowly released the hold and
looked down at her limp
enemy. She sighed. This was way too easy, and
it was beginning to
drop in the fun factor. She looked over at
Dominique's face and
smiled. Revenge was sweet, yes it was, it
was....
...and that's when Natalie noticed that Dominique
wasn't
breathing.
"Shit," she muttered, standing up and
walking around
Dominique's body. The young girl's chest had ceased the
steady rise
and fall of the unconscious. Natalie didn't really care if
the
little bitch died, but she didn't want to get caught! She
stepped
between Dominique's legs and stomped down hard on the girl's
crotch.
There was no reaction from Dominique.
"Shit..." she
muttered again, and knelt down where she stood.
She gave Dominique's
belly a quick jab. A short puff of air escaped
Dominique's cheeks, but
nothing more. "Wake up, dammit...! Wake
the hell up, you
little....."
And that's when the tides turned. Dominique's chest
heaved
with a rush of air and her incredibly toned thighs rose and
closed
around Natalie Portman's midsection. Her eyes fluttered open as
she
breathed in deeply, unable to continue her bluff. Her legs
closed
around Natalie, and she proceeded to apply incredible amounts
of
pressure in an anaconda body scissors.
"UHHHHHHGHHH!!!" Natalie
groaned immediately.
"You
were,.....uughhhh....faking........"
"That's right,"
Dominique replied, and squeezed even harder.
Natalie began pounding at
Dominique's stomach, but this time the
little girl easily avoided the
blows' effects by flexing her abs,
absorbing every impact. She squeezed
until her legs began to
tremble. "You like that?"
Natalie groaned,
unable to answer. Her eyes fluttered as her
arms stopped their pounding
and fell forward limply, her hands
resting on Dominique's belly. The
pain was unbearable. Gusts of
oxygen flew out of Natalie's cheeks as
her body reacted the only way
it knew how: automatic
shutdown.
"Uhhhhh..." she continued, and Dominique began to
giggle.
Natalie's eyes fluttered one last time and then closed.
Her
breathing became sporadic as she slipped into the deep darkness
of
unconsciousness.
Dominique slowly released Natalie from her grip.
The brunette
slumped backwards, legs and arms outstretched. Dominique
stood up
and took a deep breath, her training allowing her to quickly
recover
from her earlier beating.
"Wake up, girl..." Dominique
whispered softly, "it's your
turn..."
She raised her bare foot and
stomped down on the nerve cluster
located in Natalie's solar plexus.
The intense pain brought Natalie
back from the depths of darkness with
the speed of a lightning bolt.
"UHHHHHH!" Natalie screamed, her legs
convulsing as her torso
flew up, leaving her in an unwanted sitting
position. She began to
take short breaths, gasping through her teeth.
She was completely
dazed and disoriented. Dominique smiled. It was
exactly how she
wanted it.
Natalie, still unable to cope with
the sudden flare of pain
that was coursing through her body, sat up
helplessly, clutching at
her chest. Dominique ran away from Natalie at
full speed, reaching
the far end of the floor routine mat in a matter
of seconds. She
stood straight up, took a deep breath, and ran
forwards, easily
recalling an integral part of her new floor
routine.
Dominique launched her agile body into the air and
proceeded
to perform an amazing number of flips, somersaults, and leaps
that
would have garnered her an easy 10 in any gymnastics
competition.
Only her path was blocked by the weakened Natalie. As she
flipped
through the air, Dominique smiled. Once again, it was just the
way
she wanted it.
She flew in a final leap that was a combination
back flip/
triple somersault, the third somersault hovering over
Natalie
Portman's helpless form. Dominique landed, legs outstretched in
a
chinese split, and gravity did the rest. The center of her
legs
connected squarely with Natalie's soft gut, and all 125 lbs of
her
body weight came crashing down on the starlet's
belly.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHGGGH!!!!!" was the exact groan that
pour
out of Natalie. Stars and spots immediately blurred her vision,
and
she felt herself slumping backwards. A blanket of darkness began
to
cover her again.....
Dominique wasted no time in cupping
Natalie's chin and digging
her fingers into the pressure points along
her opponent's neck.
Natalie croaked out a drowned scream as the pure,
undiluted
pain shot through her brain and brought her crashing back
to
reality.
"Uhhhh.." she groaned weakly..."Please...no
more........."
Dominique giggled, sounding like a girl at play with a
new
doll.
"Yeah, right." She laughed, "It's time to end
this."
Dominique lifted her right leg until her toes touched
her
forehead, keeping herself perfectly balanced. She let Natalie
go
slowly. She didn't fall, but her knees buckled
violently.
Dominique smiled and let her foot fall forward at an amazing
speed.
Her heel connected with Natalie's solar plexus and continued
to
barrel down, pressing Natalie's soft belly inwards, like a roller
to
rich dough. A blast of warm air hit Dominique's face as all
the
oxygen inside of Natalie Portman was pushed out violently by
the
kick through her
cheeks.
"Ouffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff.............."
Dominique's
foot finally collected with the ground, at the
same exact time as
Natalie's head did. She was a ragdoll, stripped
of any vitality. Her
eyes were half-closed, and every breath came
slowly, almost as if her
body had forgotten how to breath.
"Okay..." Dominique sighed, and proceeded
to end it for
Natalie.
She turned away from her enemy's prone body
and did an
amazingly quick backflip, but instead of landing on her
feet, she
went belly down. Her abs connected with Natalie's in a cross
body
splash, and the brunette's legs and arms convulsed wildly from
the
shock of the blow.
"Ouuuugh!!!!..."
Dominique rose slowly and
knelt by natalie's nearly
unconscious body.
"Ooooooh.." was all the
girl could say.
Dominique sighed.
"So..." she began. "What'll it be.....a
sleeper?"
"Oooooooh.."
"Or how about a figure four head
scissors?"
"Ooooooffff..."
"Or maybe an Iron Claw?" Dominique
continued.
No answer from Natalie.
"No.." Dominique finally decided. "I
think simplicity works
best.."
The gymnast raised her fists and
brought them down with all
the force contained in her perfectly toned
arms.
They connected simultaneously with Natalie's soft belly and
solar
plexus.
"UUUUUUUUUUUUUH!!!" was the shocked sound that
followed.
This time, however, Dominique kept the pressure on the
girl's
belly area, pushing down with all her might. Natalie's
tongue
lolled out from her mouth as her legs rose slightly in a
small
convulsion.
"Uggggghhh.." she continued.
The paralysis
grabbed Natalie and her limbs began to sag
slowly as she continued
"oooooooof"ing and "Uggggh"ing through the
process of Dominique's final
knockout blow.
Then, out of nowhere, Dominique's fists stretched out
until
they were planted firmly on the target areas in
Natalie's
midsection.
"Night, night, bitch..." was her final
call.
Dominique lifted herself up in a perfect handstand, with
only
Natalie's gut to support her. All of Dominique's weight
fell
suddenly on Natalie's
belly.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF..."
The sound
made its course until it slowly faded out of the
arrogant star. Her
eyes shut almost instantly and her arms and legs
flopped to the mat
like fish after their final gasps of poisonous
oxygen.
Dominique
held her handstand for an additional twenty seconds
after that, just to
make sure. Then she lowered herself slowly,
standing up.
She looked
down at Natalie Portman's vanquished form, and
giggled like a
schoolgirl.
"I was kidding..." she said, and stomped down on
Natalie's
belly one last time. The girl tittered slightly, but only as
a
reflex. She wouldn't be getting up for a while.
"........I hated
your fucking movies..."
FIN.