The Skaters Battle.
By Soxs



The nervous French woman limbered up in the dressing room and readied 
herself for the hardest skating competition she would ever face. For 
this event,she donned a black sports bra top,tight fitting workout 
shorts of grey,white tights, and thick,white socks. She grabbed her 
skates and headed for the rink. In another dressing room,the Italian 
woman was donning her green sports bra top,spandex green bike 
shorts,green tights,and thick green socks,ready for the night's 
competition. She reached for her skates and marched down the corridor to 
the rink. The French woman was waiting at one end of the rink. She sat 
on a stool in the corner and slipped off her flats,pulling on her skates 
as she glared at the Italian who was taking up a position at the 
opposite corner and glared back at her. The Italian slipped off her 
flats and laced on her skates. Tonight's competition...figure skating 
fighting! Both were figure skaters representing their countries at the 
championships for the World Title. The Italian had won first place,just 
beating out the French woman. After the awards had been given out,heated 
words were exchanged between them leading to this private meeting in 
their domain. The French lass stood first and beckoned the Italian to 
begin. She stood up and with arms on her hips,hurled numerous insults at 
the waiting lass. The French lass returned the insults in kind and they 
moved into battle. Each slowly skated to their right,circling the rink 
and eyeing each other over before they made contact. They closed the 
circle tighter and tighter until they were within striking distance. The 
two women skated into each other and locked up in vicious hairpulls. 
They grabbed two handfuls each and ripped away at their locks,which were 
pulled up into loose buns. They screamed out as they glided in a slow 
motion across the ice. The two women slid to the plexiglass wall and the 
Italian pinned her opponent against it,switching to a combination of 
hairpilling and head banging against it! The French lass struggled 
furiously with the Italian and reversed their positions,returning the 
punishment! They fought in this manner,back and forth,slowly turning 
around and down the ice. Thuds resounded in the empty arena as first the 
French lass and then the Italian lass were pounded on the boards. Hands 
still firmly locked in hair,they fought their way away from the wall and 
to center ice. The Italian launched an uppercut to the French gal's 
breasts,following with a barrage of punches to all parts. The French gal 
followed her lead and they battled with one hand pulling hair and the 
other battering punches into their bodies. The French lass exploded a 
hammering left to the Italian's right cheek,sending her spinning to the 
ice. She slid some distance away from the French lass who followed her, 
fists at the ready. On reaching her,the Italian pulled her down to the 
ice and engaged her in a horrid wrestling catfight. They rolled across 
the hard ice,slamming punches at each other and pulling hair as they 
embraced in a violent clutch. The Italian got the French gal in a half 
nelson,punching her with her free hand. The French gal elbowed herself 
free and climbed atop her opponent. The clinched in a tight front to 
front laying position and slowly rolled on the frosty surface,squeezing 
each other tightly. Their legs wrapped around each other in scissors and 
squeezed violently as they fought. Their thighs had been intertwined in 
the struggle,causing the scissors holds by each. They sobbed and cursed 
each other in their native tongues as the fight slowed to a snail's 
pace. For ten minutes these athletes layed locked together and fought 
out the final minutes,gasping into each others' ears. With a final 
thrust of her hips,the Italian squeezed herself into victory. The French 
lass wailed out her surrender. Just to be sure,the Italian hauled off 
and slammed a hard right fist into her face! The competition was over. 
The End.