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Fifth Catfight
Lynn Loud vs Girl Jordan
Bra and Panties match (win by stripping opponent to their underwear)
Ever since she passed 18, Lynn felt... weird. Like a whole new her hatched into the world, and she was both bothered by it, as well as happy it came.
She never once thought to stop and think about the opposite sex. Sure, it propped up, but it always felt more like a prank, or a good time and all. But as her body developed, she realized a whole lot of people were watching her, perhaps a little too closely.
And oddly enough? She didn't mind it. However, she liked it more when the ladies stared.
What was going on with her? Did she just like ladies more now? Guess that's what happens when you live with so many sisters all your life. Then again, it did happen suddenly. She knew people around Royal Woods, specifically females, were acting off recently. Did Lisa do something again?
But watching all those catfights online from the Gremlin made her realize she didn't care to find out.
It was the same story with Girl Jordan. Not even minding her name becoming that, she too had the same sensation. Oh sure, she loved looking at Lincoln, but that athletic sister of his was fine too. Was she always like this? Was her class? Were the boys just that pathetic that it turned everyone bi? Now that's hilarious.
But it's that reaction that made the two meet up, both blushing heavily, knowing what they both wanted. They each rose an index finger.
"I challenge you!" they shouted in unison.
The Gremlin arrived, surprised to see them not trying to kill one another. "Well, I'm happy to help, but uh... over what? You guys seem rather civil."
Lynn took a deep breath. "I... I don't know. Her hair smells good... I mean bad! It smells bad!"
Girl Jordan laughed sheepishly. "And she's got a great butt... I mean, uh, she's not hot or anything, and that uh... that bothers me!"
This was the worst opening yet, but he couldn't lie, this was fun. He nodded, and saw into their minds. They weren't ready to go too far in terms of an adult battle, but they were willing to experiment!
And as such, the second Bra and Panties Match had arrived. This time taking place in Lynn's room, both beds pushed to the side. The carpet was nice, the air was rather chilly, and the spooks against Lucy's side, even as she grew older, were just as fierce.
And strangely, both girls liked that.
Both were in their usual attire. Even as they grew older, their wardrobe remained consistent. That meant Girl Jordan blushed at those shorts, and Lynn blushed at that skirt. Gremlin was getting nervous. This a match, or not?
"Well ladies, guess I'll explain. Bra and Panties. Get stripped to them, you lose. Sound good?"
Both were bright red, and as they looked at one another, they nodded enthusiastically. Jeez, that was a little too excited on both fronts. Gremlin shook his head. "Well, normally I'd say don't cause too much pain, but... try at least?"
The gong was bonged or something like that.
Both girls walked up to one another. The heat was immense between them, but they knew they had to fight. Both reached for their respective ponytails, each groaning.
"You... really fight cheap, huh?" Jordan remarked, smiling through the damage.
Lynn moaned against the pain. "I always go for what I like... I mean, want! I mean... well, okay, yeah."
Eventually Lynn overpowered her opponent, dragging her down to the floor. She was both a catfighter and a wrestler, so this type of stuff was easy for her, but a strip battle? Never thought she be in one of those... and frankly, she was happy to. Was she not only questioning her sexuality, but also her pervertedness? Wowzers, she was confused.
She slowly picked Jordan up, only to drop her down again, and resting herself on top of her chest, pinning her opponent down. Jordan's arms flailed, but Lynn held them down. Her position made it so that her face was close to Jordan's, making both freeze.
"Uh... wow, so... I got you pinned!"
Jordan chuckled nervously. "I remember you were more fierce than this!"
"I am fierce! Just, uh, gotta get fired up, you know?"
"Well, let me help you!"
Girl Jordan proved herself by overpowering Lynn. This caused the Loud to roll off her, being in a position becoming all too common in the catfight world: Lynn was facing up, with her butt and legs above her head. She was rolled up perfectly, and in a perfect spot to lose her shorts.
Jordan thought the same way, but as she moved closer to her, she froze. Lynn to her always had a certain look that got her going. Was it the hair? The sudden increase in her boobs? The fact that her cleats never matched but nobody dared to mention it? No, it was none of those, was it?
She liked Lynn and her... shorts. For guys, she just liked them to look presentable. For ladies, apparently she was a pig. Shorts got her going. Maybe that's why it was impossible to hang with Stella and Mollie; once they wore those, she went crazy.
And now she was tasked to strip them off her? She couldn't do it. Instead, she stood above Lynn, her own legs keeping Lynn's secured so she couldn't roll her way out of the hold, and her hands went down. Lynn screamed, fearing what was about to happen, but let's just say her opponent had other plans.
She brought her hands down and gave her some playful spanks, before she began kissing her butt. Both girls blushed, but that didn't stop Jordan whatsoever. This was her fantasy come to life. She never thought she'd be close to another girl like this, and holy hell, was she enjoying it.
But not as much as Lynn. Not only was this feeling good for the Loud, but Jordan's position gave a good upskirt shot. "Seriously, I'm into those now, too?" Lynn chided herself, but who was she kidding? She loved that she was. It was so nice and pretty to see.
And she wanted more. "Sorry, Jordan, but you're too hot... I mean open! Yeah, that!"
Lynn wiggled her way through the hold until her legs gripped Jordan's head. Jordan gulped as she was flipped around, put into the same position Lynn was. The girl could only moan and struggle lightly as Lynn worked her way through the skirt.
And boy did she. She could've gone fast, yes, but did she want to? Of course not! She slowly lowered the skirt down Jordan's thighs, allowing the yellow panties to show. Lynn's face grew flush; this was heaven, wasn't it?
But it seemed both girls were in a loop. Jordan overpowered Lynn and put her in the same position, this time vying to get the shorts off. She had to, right? She began taking them away, seeing red. Red panties? Jordan nearly got a bloody nose.
And this went on for quite some time. Each girl rolled the other up, before they were rolled up again. It kept on going, until both had their respective articles on the floor. Only their shirts remained. They didn't feel embarrassed in the slightest. Rather, they felt red seeing the other girl in their predicament.
"Wow... you really do got a nice behind, Lynn..."
"You... got something going on yourself..."
They each went back to one another, standing until their breasts hit one another. They looked down, and before they knew it, they wrapped their arms around each other. Suddenly, a battle of strength and endurance broke through. Even the Gremlin was shocked.
"What, a boob fight? Did not see that coming."
Both girls smiled. They were enjoying this. Both were tough and evenly matched, with at times Lynn's rack overpowering Jordan's, and vice versa. Each struggle released a moan, with both clearly getting hot and bothered over all this. Who was to win, though?
There had to be a winner, even if they wanted this to go on forever. Someone would have to lose their shirt.
And Lynn wasn't above playing dirty. "Jordan?" She asked innocently.
Jordan's face froze. "Y-Yeah?"
"I love you."
That was enough to disorient her opponent. With a playful knee to the stomach, Jordan found herself bending, giving an easy opening for her yellow shirt to come off. With a lone tug, it flew off her body perfectly, exposing a yellow bra. Jordan looked down at herself and blushed, trying so hard to cover up.
"You... You played me...," Jordan said with tears in her eyes.
Lynn, however, shook her head. "Did I?" She looked longingly into Jordan's eyes. The Gremlin was unsure what to do, but he had a show to run.
"Uh... you can humiliate her now, Lynn."
Lynn shook her head. "No need to. Come here, babe."
Girl Jordan watched as Lynn disrobed herself. A red bra made itself known. Seriously, when did she develop so much? Anywho, Lynn bridal carried Jordan, making both of them blush furiously. She lead them to her bed, where Jordan was laid comfy and cozy.
And from there, Lynn salivated, before making out with her opponent. Jordan didn't even resist. She immediately joined in the making out, slipping her hand down to Lynn's ass. Tongue's touched, eyes looked longingly; The battlefield was a unique place, sometimes causing love to blossom.
Gremlin snickered. "Well, I can't broadcast the whole thing... unless I make a match about it? Hm... gotta think on that..."
Nevertheless, he zoomed in, Getting front row seats to quite the ending.
CURRENT STATS:
LORI: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES
LUAN: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES
LUNA: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES
LOLA: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES
KATH: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES
LENI: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES
FION: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES
BECK: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES
LYNN: 1 Win 0 LOSSES
GIRL: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES
Next Match: Lori vs Maggie Spank Match (loser must verbally surrender from a spank attack. Paddles allowed)
