Get Your Game On Girls! Catfight 11

Stella Zhau vs Sid Chang

Bra and Panties match (win by stripping opponent to their underwear)

Stella grew up to be the typical "girl next door" type. She was stunning in beauty, but was also very down-to-earth, and easily approachable. She was perhaps one of the more popular girls that everyone asked out, but she always played the same "just wanna be friends" card.

After all, ever since junior year high school, her eyes were set on her best friend Lincoln. She held off any feeling for some time, but it wasn't to last. Sadly, while Lincoln became a door mat in terms of asking girls out, she was now pining for his attention.

Is that why she plays at Gus's Games 'N' Grub a lot? Maybe. She gotten good at every game, becoming an idol there. She was fun, cracked jokes, and for the pigs, looked sexy while doing it.

But a girl there wanted that title, and maybe felt a little miffed by the fact she got all the attention. Enter Sid Chang, who recently came to Royal Woods to participate in some catfights. She saw Stella, and knowing she looked rather meek still, felt she'd be a great victim. Sid won a few already, so why not embarrass the queen of the arcade too?

Stella just finished a light-gun game, high-fiving her fans. At least, until Sid showed up, and slapped her instead. Stella was shocked. "Hey, what gives?" She demanded.

Sid made a scoff sound, placing a hand upon her shapely hips. "I heard you're the Queen of this arcade?"

Stella chuckled nervously. "I mean, sure, but I don't mean to!"

"Well, I think you don't deserve that title!"

Everyone gasped. Stella rose an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I know I got higher scores than you! Let me guess... you did something dirty to the owners, huh?"

Another gasp, and Stella joined in on that one. "Hey, what gives? Why're you being so rude? And just what the hell are you implying?"

"I think you're crap at games, and are just using your looks for profit! Which, by the way, these guys can do much better!" Did she mean to flaunt herself? She dressed just like herself back in her youth, which many had to say, looked flattering with her grown-up body. The shorts were nice, and the loose shirt felt lovely.

Stella, meanwhile, didn't change much herself. Her shirt was still white with the red star (just now with a noticeable bump with the boobs), but her skirt was replaced with black jeans. Otherwise, she looked the same, which apparently made the whole arcade sweat. She chuckled again, hoping not to sound too conceited.

Even still, Stella wasn't happy. "Hey, that was low! At least I don't dress like I'm an easy fling!"

Another gasp, and this time Sid was pissed. She rose that finger. "That's it! I'm showing these guys your skills are fake, and you're just making boys simp. I challenge you to a catfight!"

Admittedly, the Filipina wanted to duke it out with a pretty dame soon. Maybe Lincoln will like her now? Gotta try.

"Fine! I accept!"

And Gremlin, who was winning a fine game of pinball, groaned that his high score was halted. "Whelp, fine! Guess clear the arcade down a little.

Once the arcade was cleared, all lights focused on the beauties. The rules were explained; strip your opponent to their underwear, and you win. Of course almost everything was allowed, and humiliation was key. Both blushed at the thought, but the burning hatred the two felt was more powerful then any other emotion. They circled arond each other.

"Skank!" Sid called out.

"Whore!" Stella responded.

Gremlin liked the thought of this. "Whelp, game on!" The bell was gonged.

Sid began by... running away? Weird strategy. Of course Stella gave chase. It just gave her more time to strategize taking her clothing off. Unfortunately, Sid had a plan, as she ran to a random small table that was left behind. A drink was left in it. What was it? Didn't matter. Sid snickered, and suddenly flinged it at Stella, who screamed as she blocked it. It stained her shirt. God help her, for that was her favorite shirt too.

"You fucking bitch!" Stella shouted, surprised she used such language. She grabbed at Sid's hair, but Sid grabbed hers, causing both to yank back-and-forth. Both sets of hands soon reach down to each other's shirts, the same pulling game occurring. Both stared at one another with gritted teeth, pissed as their shirts grew ragged.

"Come on! Your bra's probably really ugly!" Sid taunted.

Stella shook her head, still tugging. "A lot better than whatever crap you got on!"

Both soon toppled to the floor, and the classic catfight moves began. Rolling while legs were locked into each other. Whether it was the hair or the shirts, both didn't let up, rolling over the arcade carpet without batting an eye. Sid bit Stella's lower chin, but Stella responded with a few slaps. It actually worked, for Sid was caught off guard, allowing Stella to mount her opponent. She slapped and punched Sid, digging deep into the young lady.

"How does it feel? Still doubt I'm skillful?"

Sid grew pissed. "As if this proves anything!"

In Stella's haste, she left herself open. Sid took the damage, sneaking her hands down to Stella's waist. She was wearing a belt, but luckily Sid had quite a few encounters with ladies and their pants. In an instant, she unhooked it, dangling like a makeshift weapon, which she was more than proud of. Stella felt it leave her, noticing her jeans beginning to sag, giving some perverts a nice shot of what seemed to be red.

"You... really?"

Sid coughed from the pain, but grinned nonetheless. "Don't ever think a Chang would give up!"

In a flash, Stella lost control, feeling her own belt around her throat. Sid dug her way out from under Stella, standing tall as she choked the life out of her opponent. Her opponent clawed and gagged, but Sid's grip was powerful. The lovely Chang was more than loving this. Making another girl struggle was always a fun thing to pull off; now to really get the ball rolling.

With a huff, she used her strength to lift Stella over her head. A torture rack, so the wrestling world calls it. Stella screamed, feeling herself bounce up and down above Sid's shoulders. Each bounce made every joint in her body quake. "Ow! Stop it!"

"Oh, of course! Where are my manners?"

Sid did as she was told, dropping poor Stella hard to the ground. Stella rolled a little bit, rubbing her back as pain overkilled her body. Sid chuckled, looking at her opponent's sagging pants. "Damn, if you weren't such a bitch, I'd call you hot!"

Stella shook her head. "Screw... off..."

"Now for the pants!"

But first, a little fun with her pet. Sid propped her opponent over her knee, causing Stella to shriek. "No! Don't!" Stella begged. Ah, music to Sid's ears. As if she was gonna listen.

"Oh, your butt's bouncy enough for this to be real good!"

And oh boy was it fun. Each hit made Stella scream, her voice the heavens for many a pervert watching. Even in jeans, her butt wiggled beautifully. Even Sid felt ready to get it on with her, but alas, they had a match to fight, and she was ready to win today. Thus, now for the stripping.

Sid turned her opponent over on the ground, forcing her to stare at the lights. Sid quickly rolled her up, allowing Stella's butt to be in the air. Gotta give everyone a fine show, right? With a bitten lip, Sid confidently pulled that pair of jeans straight off. The color red, almost crimson, engrossed the world, and boy-howdy was the world happy to see it. Stella wasn't just a gamer; she was their sexy Queen in the end. It was perfect.

For everyone but Stella, who immediately tugged down her shirt, hoping to block her red panties. "Kyah! How dare you!"

Sid pranced about with the pants, rubbing them all over her body. "Whew, got the Queen's pants! Heh, think they're a little too small for your fat ass!"

Stella hadn't felt this embarrassed in a long time. She wanted Lincoln to see her like this, but not in this context! She had to make Sid pay no matter what. Still trying to cover herself, she charged back at Sid, who immediately dodged, using Stella's own pants to trip the poor girl. Stella landed with a thud, her butt looking rather nice to glimpse at. Sid let out a chuckle.

"Man, you suck!"

She got down, ready to simply pull the shirt straight off of Stella. She began to tug at it, but Stella's scream showed she still had some spunk left. She shook her head, before crossing her arms. Sid sighed in annoyance. "Really, bitch? Come on, just give up and accept your new Queen!"

Stella was embarrassed, but she was also mad. She refused to let Sid have all this power. As such, she was ready to counter now. After Sid stopped taunting, Stella immediately stood back up on her feet. "You're getting on my nerves!"

Stella grabbed Sid's hair again, this time overpowering the young lady. Sid tried to fight her off, but this time Stella's claws were fully out. She dragged Sid to the ground, and with a quick motion, pulled off a rather unique move. She tightened her legs around Sid's waist, trapping her in a scissors. "No! I hate this move! Dammit!" Sid yelled. Only a few battles under her belt, and lord help her all scissors were a problem. Stella managed to find Sid's weakness. A smile formed on her lips.

"Gotcha."

With a thrust, she tightened her thighs around her opponent, before reaching over and grabbing Sid's big blue shirt. Chang screamed a high-pitched scream, feeling her blue bra getting exposed. She tried to fight it, but there was nothing she could do. Her top was off, perfect for all the cameras. She blushed and tried to get the attention off of her. The scissor was too strong.

Stella smiled even harder. "Well, what are you gonna do now? Those shorts don't look too hard to remove!"

Sid was down, but not out. Her look was poison towards her opponent. "You... You aren't winning, slut!"

She punched hard against Stella's chest, forcing the scissor to break. Stella had to ignore the pain; she needed to win this now. She fought her abominable pain and reached for the shorts. Sid noted this, and quickly reached for Stella's shirt. As her opponent was bent down on her knees to pull off her shorts, Stella was too open to immediately lose that star shirt of hers. She knew this too.

What this meant was that it all came down to who was stronger and faster; a girl desperate to showcase a Queen's bra, or a Queen ready to give a lot of men some hard-ons. She tugged at the shorts while Sid tugged at the shirt. It was obvious that Sid held a clear advantage, so what the hell was Stella to do?

"Face it!" Sid taunted, feeling her shorts slowly slip down her hips, "You already lost!"

She was right; Stella was a goner unless she thought outside of the box. With her shirt already gone from most of her back, she knew she had to look around. Above where they were was that same small table Sid grabbed that glass from. Another cup was there, filled with ice-cold water. It was her only hope.

"Don't count out Zhau!" Stella yelled, grabbing the glass and dumping its contents all over Sid. Sid screamed and relinquished the shirt, giving no struggle as Stella used both hands to grab and tug the shorts down. Sid's face turned beat red as she tried to hold them up, but a quick kick to her stomach made Sid's struggles irrelevant.

The shorts went down her ankles. A perfect ass clad in blue panties was exposed. Sid had been stripped, and she screamed covering herself up. "Hey, this isn't fair! You cheated!"

"Hey, you dumped that soda on me!"

The Gremlin nodded at Stella. "Proud of you, babe! Now, finish her!"

With pleasure. Stella already knew what she wanted to do to Sid since she began to match. A retro controller's cable was randomly attached to an arcade machine. Stella ripped it off and, while Sid was still trying to cover up, she quickly grabbed her opponent's hands. Sid saw what was about to happen, and she screamed. "No, don't do it!"

"Sorry, but the rules are rules!"

Sid's hands were tied together, with the controller wrapped around a random handlebar, forcing Sid's arms to be extended above her head. That wasn't all, though. More wire was found, which was used to tie around Sid's ankles, forcing both legs to be separated. She was left somewhat-lying on her back, with her arms tied up and her legs spread just enough to get a great shot at her pussy.

Sid closed her eyes out of embarrassment, before Stella walked over to her with a sly smile. She looked at Sid closely, "Welcome to Royal Woods, bitch." A perfect slap gave Stella the perfect close to the match. She really hope Lincoln loved this; she'd love to lose to him in this type of brawl. Meanwhile Sid cried, feeling all eyes upon her special spot.

CURRENT STATS:

LORI: 1 WIN 1 LOSSES

LUAN: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES

LUNA: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES

LOLA: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES

KATH: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES

LENI: 1 WIN 1 LOSSES

FION: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES

BECK: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES

Lynn: 1 Win 0 LOSSES

GIRL: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES

MAGG: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES

LUCY: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES

CRIS: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES

JACK: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES

RITA: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES

RAMI: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES

SAM : 1 WIN 0 LOSSES

DANA: 0 WIN 1 LOSSES

STEL: 1 WIN 0 LOSSES

SID : 0 WIN 1 LOSSES

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Bondage catfight (win by hogtying your opponent)