wrestling, fighting, boxing, sumo, catfights... any kind of fighting and girls beating up girls!
>>449026
Good to see him finding more work again
Ah, this thread returns, nice.
>>452405
yep. you're welcome again
also because someone was offering requests in the last thread
What's a good prowrestling sim (or generic fighting, even)? I want something where I can customize fighters/moves/etc, put them in the ring, and generate text reports of the fight.
>>453664
>cannibal boobs
Discomfort arousal is weird.
Teppu is all about great girl on girl fights, you get some classic karate, you get grappling, you get submission wrestling, you get street brawls, you get professional MMA, it's great.
Also with the open ended finale you can easily pretend that the final fight ended in the MC ripping off her clothes and fucking her rival right in the cage.
>oh, better browse deviantart for new material
>fuck
The cycle of leaving deviantart in disgust, forgetting, and returning never ends.
>>449348
is that watermark sauce?
>>452103
NO BECAUSE YOU'RE 90 POUNDS
>>462298
The watermark is sauce
>>462957
He has a deviantart that's the same name, it's "pugilismx"
>>462960
Much appreciated. A contribution as thanks...
Okay, question time: what's your favorite finishing move/s?
>>466811
body splash or choke out, i suppose
Here try this hentai
http://g.e-hentai.org/s/8075a0bf19/226246-1
>>467065
eh. read it, but way too much Mama, not enough Ring for my tastes. always preferred Wrestle Idol, even if nobody fully translated it
>>449353
Any more of this?
>>467006
Good choices, anyone else got different faves?
>>467840
I'm not sure if you're asking for more of the same artist or more of tits being punched, so here's both
>>468090
Figure four headscissors, camel clutch, boston crab.
I'm in the mood for some writing practice. Would it be if I post some catfight stories?
Any characters and situations you would like to see in a story? I have quite a working knowledge of /co/ things.
>>467246
>>467246
>Wrestle Idol will never be fully translated
>can sort of read Japanese, but the last volume is in Chinese
Life is suffering
>>469316
You're an anon with a heart.
>>469355
Go for it!
I've been a bit to busy to write myself . . . and those I would write with currently are on the more obscure end (ever read Deadly Class?).
But it might be fun to have Donna Troy and Caitlin Fairchild in a sparing scene that's more friendly than most.
>>469690
>Donna vs Fairchild
Ohhhhh that sounds like fun! Do it!
I've got a ton of commissions I've been writing for a wrestling/catfight forum. googling Excitin Fightin should find the blog. I recently put up a fight between some Gundam girls, and have a few Disney ones up as well
>>470195
Your stories are some good shit man
>>469316
I am curious about who does the art. Sauce?
"P-put em up, anon. I can take it. Bring it on."
I wish this fight got to fully play out . . .
>>471055
He has a deviantart, his deviantart name is "Blunt-Katana"
>>469527
christ that webm is brutal
>>468090
I'm an absolute sucker for a good abdominal stretch or sharpshooter. That, or the loser getting hit in the belly hard enough to drop her to her knees.
>>471741
>>471744
Personal fav of mine, this one.
>>471625
The artist's webm makes my dick hard. Too bad he (she?) only does two of them.
>>472426
>>472790
>>469690
Is that you Catfight Anon? Could you post some of your stories? Particularly the Wolfsbane ones? I can't find them anywhere!
>>479753
Can do! Looking forward to seeing those stories again!
>>479753
Bumping for this guy
>>468090
Camel clutch, facesit/headscissors/etc, and over the top ten second windup John Wayne haymaker for me.
>>448970
So whats the fetish here
>>483536
dominance, ryona, strong and confident women, aggressive sex, exaggerated reactions...
>>466811
moves that affect the head and neck
so cradle piledrivers, tombstone piledrivers, kinniku busters, and whatever this is
>>481566
His stories are good, especially if you're into cape stuff. He also takes requests from time to time.
>>486427
>>481566
>>479753
Hey Catfight Anon, are you still planning on finishing that Tigra/Wolfsbane series? I sort of want to commission drawings of the finial fight, so would you mind if I asked for some spoilers?
If I recall the thread from long, long ago there were supposed to be two "rounds" where the loser submits and gets collared, fights back, and submits again with a bark/meow. Is that still how it'll be?
Who wins, and whats the move used for each round? I think I have enough to commission two pics!
>vaguely throwing ideas around for a /tg/ fight generator based league
>current notion is based on
>>452978
>milfs, punchan, fighters who lose too hard repeatedly become permaloopy jobber punching bags
>also took a survey on /aco/ a while back on doing a similar league for canons/noncanons maybe and got overall positive reactions
Anybody have any thoughts on this?
>>486788
>tfw finding the abandoned boxing gym in Boston with Cait as Nora
>They decide to go a few rounds for fun
>Level 5 Iron Fist perk means Nora wipes the floor with Cait
>And Cait likes it
>Every day afterwards they make a stop there to have hot sweaty topless boxing and hotter sweatier post-fight sex
Just a question. Does humiliation factor into your catfight fantasies? Do you like a loser to tap out? Verbally surrender? Beg for Mercy Kiss the winner's foot?
Or do you prefer the loser to save face after defeat?
>>487097
It does, and submissions are pretty hot, but my favorite sort of humiliation are one-sided fights where one woman is just completely overwhelmed by superior skills or strength and gets pounded into a dazed, meek, barely conscious submissive mess. When they're turned into a ragdoll for the better woman to toy with at leisure.
>>487221
Sauce?
>>487543
http://ironkobe.deviantart.com/gallery/
>>487565
This is probably one of my biggest Rule 34 fetishes but most times it just results into actual fighting and even more into gory shit. i just wish there was much more fighting the woudl resolve in hatefucking or catfight make up sex instead . ;_;
>>487097
It varies from person to person. Some like the submission, some like the domination. I'm not to much of a fan of the submission aspect of it, but I love the domination part.
Also, I'm back!
>>487652
I hear ya!
>>487675
*hugs*
>>487830
>collar match
>forced to bark/meow
I didn't know how badly I needed to see this until I read it...
>>487674
Do you got that Kate Bishop vs Dagger story?
Also if you can do something on this wolfsbane/tigra fight please do. It sounds epic, especially sense we might be getting pics out of it.
i think you guys would enjoy this
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B_wqYM0a4aqfU2dDbnd3ajlMcjA/view
>>488001
Thanks! Grappling and submission wrestling is more my thing, but I can appreciate some good foxy boxing.
>>488001
I can't get it to run but on the other hand I have no idea what I'm doing.
>>488085
Are you using applocale?
Did you remove all the kanji from the folder name?
>>488131
No and no. Tried to mount the .cf, computer said no, tried to run the .exe, computer said no.
>>488146
Do these 2 things, if you don't know how to use applocale do this instead
http://www.hongfire.com/forum/showthread.php/186514-How-to-run-Japenese-games-on-Windows-Vista-7-WITHOUT-Applocale
>>487674
Cat fight anon dead?
>>488798
No, just got sick to the stomach after I got back. Con Stomach Flu. I'll post soon, but that's the reason for the delay.
Part 1.
"How about I show you how my dancing taught me to fight?"
Kate scoffed, "Boring, how about, Best of 3 falls. Pin or submission. For every loss, the loser has to take off a piece of clothing."
Tandy flushed a bit at that stipulation.
"Not confident enough to stand up to that?"
"You just want an excuse to get me naked."
"And you want an excuse to get out of it."
Tandy tensed before answering, "Fine. You're on."
*
>>488830
Part 2
After being staggered by a heavy left to the side of her eye, Tandy did her best to avoid Kate's strikes. By spinning. When she could, she'd spin past Kate's thrust and hit her from behind with an elbow or knee strike. These staggered Kate, but it worried Tandy. For every blow she got in, Kate got in something as hard or harder against her. An elbow to the back got a punch in the kidney. A kick to the kidney got a headbutt response.
When she managed to grab one of Kate's punches and flip her onto the ground, Tandy knew she couldn't let go. She wrapped her legs around Kate's arm and secured them across Kate's chest. She then started to pull, and pull with all her might.
Because Kate managed to lock her fingers together between her hands and fight back against the arm-bar attempt. Kate's face was strained still, and Tandy knew she was hurting. But Kate's mind was focused.
And there was only one way to deal with that.
"Oh, is this your shooting arm?" Tandy's voice had a lyrical quality to it, "It seems oversized and makes you all lopsided. Do all your outfits only have one sleeve to try and hide your freak arm, or is that only for special occasions?"
Kate's fingers began slipping apart as her mind raced for retorts more than focusing on the grip. She tried to recover her grip, but Tandy pulled her back and completed the arm bar.
Kate new better than to fight for long and tapped out.
Tandy obediently released the hold and rolled around to her knees, facing the archer as she cradled her arm.
After a few moments passed, Tandy spoke: "Time to pay up, Hawkeye."
Kate sighed and unzipped her jumpsuit, leaving her in her sports bra and panties.
"And here I half expects them to be purple too," Tandy teased as the black garments stood out against the girl's white skin.
"Playtime's over,' Kate growled.
"No," Tandy's voice was full of confidence, "It's just starting."
>>488835
Kate's head was cocked to the side as Tandy pulled on her hair. Kate tried to balance between being tossed to the ground and having her roots torn out to only some avail. She pulled against Tandy's grip, but to little avail. She let her arms hang down and baited Tandy into a kick to her gut.
Kate coughed as Tandy's kick hit her squarely across against her stomach, nearly staggering her. Kate smiled anyway.
As her arms had caught the wide kick.
Tandy was left hopping awkwardly for only a few seconds before Kate speared Tandy in the stomach and drove her to the ground. As Tandy was dazed and winded, and Kate moved to mount her, but was intercepted by Tandy's other foot which pushed her back.
Kate reattached herself to Tandy's leg and spun her around, pulling it up and making her face the floor.
And then she started to twist Tandy's foot.
Tandy's screams were music to her ears, "And here I thought Ballerinas had stuby, horrible toes. Yours seem way to intact for you to be any good." Kate twisted, and Tandy screamed, "Maybe I should fix that."
Tandy pushed up and managed to land a kick into Kate's kidney, but she held on despite that. Increasing the angle of the twist.
That got Tandy to tap the mat very hard.
Kate let the woman go, and gave her some time to recover before she spoke. "Take it off, baby."
Tandy was left in her own sports-bra and panties after that, glaring at Kate the whole time.
>>488836
Final Part.
Kate howled as Tandy's legs crushed her stomach. She clawed at her thighs, but Tandy's grip was to strong for it to do much to pry her off. The two were slick with sweat. Kate's black hair matted against the floor while Tandy's blonde hair hang limply from her head.
Tandy sneered, "See what dance can do to your legs? Makes them VERY strong, wouldn't you agree?"
Kate stared a dagger at Tandy, pushing against the woman's legs and twisting herself to get near her opponent. Tandy pushed her away while maintaining the grip. Flexibility was the key here. At least, it was until Kate wrapped one hand around her fist and used both arms to drive an elbow directly into Tandy's crotch.
Like hitting the release on a vice, Kate was free as Tandy screamed at the blow.
Kate was on top of her in an instance, crawling up the injured woman as she tried to roll away, but she was trapped. Kate wrapped one arm around Tandy's throat and locked in the Sleeper quickly.
And squeezed with every ounce of energy she had left.
"I don't want to hear your scream," She sneered, "I don't want to hear you beg! I want to leave you face down on the mat! So when you wake up, I'll be the first thing you see and you'll KNOW who's better."
Despite all the effort Kate put into the hold and securing her legs around Tandy's waist, Tandy fought back until her face turned purple. Limpness pulsed through Tandy's body as she passed out. Kate released her quickly, letting her slump to the floor.
Kate rolled over to her back, gasping for breath. It took her several minutes to recover When she did, she rolled Tandy onto her back and loomed over her from her kneeling position.
And slapped her until she woke up.
"Before you take it off," Kate said, "I want you to say it. Dance isn't a substitute for fighting skills."
Tandy sniffed as she attempted to look away from Kate, but she had none of it, "Dance isn't a substitute for fighting skills."
"Now strip."
>>488839
(Epilogue)
Tandy obeyed, nodding, fire burning in her eyes as she watched Kate look at her. Kate's eyes traveled across the woman before her longer than she initially wanted to, but she moved to the next part of her victory.
Kate snatched the bra from her hands and said, "This is my trophy. You want it back, You can challenge me again."
Tandy scowled, "Fine. But next time, I'm setting the stipulation."
"Bring it."
>>488850
>>488830
I love tomboy vs girl girl fights. Anyone else feel the same?
Did you ever write anything involving Nanoha characters or did I imagine that?
Also seconding (thirding? forthing?) the "Wolfsbane Epic". And hoping to see it completed!
>>488850
Tigra vs. Cheetah
Cheetah preened as she sat seated, observing her claws as Tigra cried out and mewled at her feet. Her head was trapped in the corner of one of Cheetah's knees. Her strength all but gone.
"I'm used to being underestimated," Cheetah purred, "But at least you had a legitimate reason to do so. Tiger vs. Cheetah normally wouldn't turn out like this. But you are a simple champion, whilst I am a foe that can make gods crumble."
She squeezed Tigra within the figure four head-scissors tighter, "Now say goodnight kitty-kat. I hope the other playthings from your earth are more durable."
Tigra did not last long in Cheetah's grip. Reduced to a limp puddle of a woman. Tigra slowly untangled herself and appreciated her defeated foe. Even so deflated, she had to admit she had certain appeals to her. Still, victory was hers. And she could not resist roaring like a lion over a kill as she placed a foot on Tigra's heaving bosom.
>>488869
Nanoha Takamachi vs. Illyana Rasputin
Before the bell rang, Illyana met Nanoha in the center of the ring, Illyana pressed herself against the younger woman. Nanoha did not yield, letting her opponent press against her, chest to chest.
"I will break you," Illyana growled.
Nanoha smiled, cheerfully, "You will try."
And that was half an hour ago. Half an hour of haymakers, powerslams, twisting hold, and life-sucking choke-holds. Illyanna found herself sitting on the mat, held up by both her arms and gasping for air -- and groaning in pain. Nanoha sat similarly next to her, but had a hand wrapped in Illyana's damp blond hair. With a grunt of effort, she slammed the back of Illyana's head into the mat and as Illyana collapsed in a fog, so too did Nanoha atop her foe.
But pins wouldn't settle this.
Nanoha crawled up her foe with agonized movements as Illyana writhed exhausted beneath her.
"You're really tough," Nanoha said, while Illyana damned her smile in her mind, "I don't think you'd ever submit. Even if I had the strength. I don't even have the strength to hit you hard enough to knock you out."
"I'll beat you," Illyana muttered, "I'll beat you, I'll beat you."
"I'm sorry, but this is the only way I have to end this match," Nanoha grinned with a slight feral twinge to it, "I hope you'll forgive me. You deserve better."
Illyana's eyes opened and then widened in fear just before Nanoha sat on her head. The affronting hold stirred new life into Illyana's efforts to escape, but she didn't have the energy to do it. With her already exhausted, Illyana's consciousness and resistance didn't last long.
When the bell rang, Nanoha fell off Illyana like her strings were cut.
Once Illyana had recovered, she received one unexpected visitor: Nanoha herself, her eyes full of tears.
(Continued)
>>488878
(Continued)
"I'm so sorry I had to do that! But I knew you'd be unhappy if I just surrendered without being put in a hold and you didn't have the strength for anything from what I saw and I'm so sorry!"
That got Illyana to laugh hard. "I guess this means that we'll have to have a rematch."
Illyana was glad to see the spark reignite in Nanoha's eyes at her challenge.
>>488871
>Tigra slowly untangled herself and appreciated her defeated foe
...don't think you meant that!
>Cheetah preened as she sat seated, observing her claws
>She could not resist roaring like a lion over a kill as she placed a foot on Tigra's heaving bosom
I love the domination!
>>488880
Thanks, I knew I wasn't imagining this fight!
>>488880
Commission guy here. I would love to commission pics of the final Wolfsbane/Tigra fight (assumimg you're still going to do it). Could you put what you have planned behind spoiler tags? The pics will will be by the guy that does all my commissions, so It'll be like pic related and >>486571
>>488869
>I love tomboy vs girly girl fights
You are not alone. It's a great dynamic regardless of who wins.
>>488930
...And the aftermath!
>>488902
I'll have to dig up my notes . . If I made notes . . .
>>488936
>Hopefully it lived up to the memory
It did!
>>488936
>Sorry, these are all rough drafts from ages ago!
It's all good.
>>488939
Take your time. All I'd really need would be the move and some dialog, and if it's going to be one "round" or two with the first ending with the loser surrendering to the collar and the second with the loser meowing/barking.
>>488939
If you posted the notes in any threads they might be on desustorage.
>>488871
This reminds me that they actually fought in the background of JLA/Avengers.
I guess your fic could be the what happens after pic related!
[spoiler] Here's hoping Greer sends Rahne back to the X-mansion with her tail between her legs! [/spoiler]
>>489106
>Wanting Tigra to win
Boo. Hiss.
I would like to Catfight Anon to do more with her. I'd like to see her fight some other cat-themed characters like Black Cat or Catwoman or Hellcat.
I'd love to see her fight Hellcat especially.
>>489640
It really bothers me that the crowd is made up of clones.
>>489876
>focusing on the crowd
>>488939
How's it going? Do you have the spoilers/outline ready?
Reposting all the Old Tigra/Wolfsbane stories.
Fight 1.
Tigra sat on all fours, as any cat should. Unfortunately for Wolfsbane, she was doing so right on top of her face. Tigra's hands dug into Wolfsbane's gut, squeezing her stomach just enough to keep her squirming in pain.
"This is a surprisingly comfortable seat," Tigra wiggled her bottom on Wolfsbane.
"I could get used to--OW!" Tigra lept off Wolfsbane, who gapsed for air, "You yanked my tail!"
"I coudna breathe, ya mangy manx!" Wolfsbane spat back. Before she could get up beyond her knees, Tigra pounced on her, shoving her back to the ground. Tigra pinned Wolfsbane's arms over her head, and made sure to shove her chest in Wolfsbane's face.
"Stay down, red," Tigra growled, "Because if you keep doing stuff like this, I'm going to have to really hurt you."
Tigra leaned away from Wolfsbane to ler her speak. "Do ye worst!"
Tigra knocked her opponent into a daze with sudden and vicious headbutt. "You asked for this."
Tigra rolled Wolfsbane onto her stomach and latched her hands underneath the girl's chin before wrenching her entire body into a classic camel clutch. Wolfsbane kicked and squirmed furiously, but Tigra only pulled back further to let her know how useless that was.
Wolfsbane endured about a minute of this before Tigra slammed Wolfsbane's face into the mat in another sudden and vicious strike. Wolfsbane whited out for a few moments, but regained her senses to feel herself being lifted up and held in the air by Tigra's limbs -- all of them. She was being bent into a U shape, her stomach being forced up with her arms and legs held by Tigra's own. She felt like she was being bent in half.
She couldn't help herself, and started to scream. Wordless, incoherent, and desperate. She neared the breaking point but couldn't tap or even form the words for a surrender.
(Continued)
>>490275
She managed to get an "I Gi-" out before Tigra released the grip on her arms and sent Wolfsbane careening face first into the mat again.
Her world went white again from the pain. As she curled up to grab her face with laborious motions, Tigra pounced on her head and did the last thing Woflsbane expected. Tigra cradled Wolfsbane's head in a reverse sleeper and kissed her, deeply. Tigra's other arm wrenched the hold as she braced herself over Wolfbane, her body held off the ground in a display of full body power.
Wolfsbane thrashed for a few moments, but she didn't have the strength or the will to resist Tigra's "Kiss of Death".
She let the darkness and warmth claim her.
Tigra crouched over Wolfsbane's steadily breathing form and growled one word: "Mine."
>>490279
Fight 2.
Rahne stood back on her feet and couldn't believe her luck. Her spear off the side of the wall from 10ft up had nailed Tigra right in the stomach and she was NOT ready for it. Tigra fell like a tree and lay moaning on the ground.
"Don't give her a chance!" She could hear Dani yelling, "Finish her off!"
Rahne was at a loss at what to do next. But she had to keep the pressure on. Rahne kicked Tigra over her and as she lay clutching her gut, Rahne grabbed Tigra's tummy as well. Bracing herself with her legs, Rahne put all her power into lifting Tigra up into the air and slamming her back and shoulders into the ground. The crashing booming sound it made made her proud after having been on the receiving end of such blows time and again.
Rahne pulled away and Tigra's legs fell limply first to the side, then her spine stretched out, leaving Tigra splayed on the ground, face skyward.
Rahne's smile was broad and open. She stumbled a bit as she ran over to place a foot on the downed tiger and flexed for the small audience. She hadn't won one of these in what seemed like ages. She as on top of the world.
>>490282
Fight 3
Tigra couldn't believe it had come to this. One party ruined by the pair of them getting into a drunken brawl broken up by the both the X-Men and Avengers, and tied after two fights, were going to settle things.
She couldn't believe she was looking forward to crushing Wolfsbane again. She knew she could do it. After all, Shanna beat Wolfsbane worse than she had been. Unfortunately for Tigra, her opponent had the exact same thoughts in her mind. When they entered the ring, they stared down each other deeply. Standing chest to chest in the middle of the ring just waiting for the go signal.
Greer enjoyed having a 6 inch height advantage over the Irish girl. More weight and more oomph in her chest.
But neither truly helped the grueling, brutal fight they entered in. Even with reach and weight, Rahne held her own against Greer going shot for shot. Blood was spilled, bruises were exploited again and again, but neither would give up.
28 minutes later, they dripped with both sweat and blood, but the physical advantage Tigra gave her the tiniest edge she needed.
Rahne found herself held in the air in a ceiling hold, her limbs stretched and twisted in Greer's grip. But Rahne refused to surrender no matter how hard Greer yelled at her to do so. Rahne's stubbornness drove Greer's actions into angry, vicious motion. Rahne was not let gently out of the hold, but slammed down on her side as Greer released her grip and mounted Rahne's back.
On impact, Greer slammed Rahne's face into the mat, drawing more blood from her nose. In her dazed state, Rahne was unable to counter as Greer wrapped her legs around Rahne's own and twisted one of Rahne's arms around and across her throat. She locked the hold around Rahne's head and arm and began to squeeze.
Rahne screamed and twisted, but it was no use. The hold was too well placed.
"Give up!" Greer growled. Rahne managed to shake her head in the hold despite the grip. "Give it up, bitch!"
(Continued)
>>490285
Rahne spat as her only response.
Greer's voice was ragged with her last call "Give!"
"Are--" Rahne managed, "Are you giving?"
Frustrated, Greer slammed Rahne's face back into the mat and changed holds. She pulled Rahne's feet up and hooked them under her arms. She then hooked her hands underneath Rahne's chin and lifted the girl up. She swung in Greer's grasp, screaming. Greer felt it was music to her ears.
"I'm not letting this go!" Greer said even as her muscles quivered with effort and her body dripped of sweat, "Not until you bark, bitch!"
Rahne screamed, unable to even squirm.
"Bark!" Greer commanded.
A noise escaped Rahne that was short and harsh.
"I can't hear you!"
"Woof!"
Greer let the hold go and let Rahne collapse beneath her before dropping atop the young woman herself. Both exhausted. Rahne wanted to curl up, but Greer wouldn't let her.
She smacked the back of Rahne's head, "No. I'm not done. Not yet."
Rahne could only whimper as Greer wrapped her arm around Rahne's throat and squeezed tightly. It didn't take long for Rahne to let darkness claim her. She missed the dubious pleasure of the exhausted cat-woman posing over the defeated dog's unconscious form.
When Rahne awoke, she was in a pillow-filled chamber--with a collar around her neck. The leash in Greer's hands.
"I won't yank hard if you obey," Greer purred.
Rahne glared at her rival, and currently, her queen.
But such titles were transitory at best. Rahne could wait.
And she would have her revenge.
>>490287
Sidestory: Dani Moonstar vs. Tigra
Tigra wondered if she overdid it against Wolfsbane. If she had gone too far against the young mutant. She forgot the girl had friends, one of whom had apparently made a habit of wrestling down and dominating her entire team, regardless of gender.
The bruise she could feel ready to form on her face was testament to that, and a reminder that taking on the powerless woman without her own powers may have been a step beyond her ego. Still, all that experience of Dani's seemed to do her little good as her head was not trapped between Greer's legs.
Greer lounged lazily on her side as she squeezed, just to pull screams from the woman. She occasionally twisted her fingers through (and pulled just to spite) to divide her attentions and taunt the girl.
"I think it's time," Greer purred, "To wrap this up."
She released the headscissors only partially so she could stand up, and bring Dani to her knees, while keeping her head between her legs. She kept it slow, as despite her bravado, she was tired and worn out.
Clamping on her head once again, Greer lept into the air and folded up her shins, so that when she landed, she drove Dani's head into the mat. Dani's body buckled at the blow, her head planted firmly onto the ground.
Greer looked at the prone woman and grinned. She stood up again and took the limp woman. Dani groaned in protest as Greer wrapped her arms around Dani's torso and hefted her into the air, Dani's arms hanging as limply as the damp hair on both fighter's heads. An abrasion on Dani's forehead bleed out, covering her face a red mask of blood and sweat.
(Continued)
>>490288
"Don't worry, baby," Greer's voice retained its purr, "I'll put you to sleep in no time."
Greer bent her knees to throw Dani over her in a reverse Suplex, when Dani sprung to life with full vigor. The fire in her eyes and blood on her face got Greer to pause for a moment, and that was more than Dani needed as she drove an Elbow down onto Greer's face.
Greer screamed and released the woman, both collapsing to the ground. Dani from exhaustion, Greer from pain as she clutched her head which now bleed from he left check from where Dani struck her.
Dani got to her feet faster than her rival and was able to great Greer with a knee strike to the face before she could retaliate. Greer was left splayed out by the blow but Dani didn't let up. Still gasping for breath, Dani grabbed Greer by the hair and hauled her back up to her feet. Then picked her up over her head in a military press.
"You think I'm weak?" She screamed, "Let me show you how strong I am!"
She slammed Greer and knelt down, letting the woman's back slam onto her outstretched knee.
Greer screamed at the impact and was let moaning on the ground, clutching her back when she was released. Dani took a moment to recover from the outburst as Greer moaned and rolled slowly, back and forth beneath her gaze.
Dani crawled over to Greer's Supine form and grabbing her legs, stood and pulled them up and over their owner, twisting Greer's spine against its normal curve and into a 'C' shape. Greer clawed at the ground, moaning through gritted teeth, as she struggled against the other woman's grip. Sweat beaded and dripped off Dani as she put her effort into the hold, the sound of Greer's screams egging her on. But eventually, her arms shaking, she had to let go. Greer's legs fell as Dani did, both gasping for breath, but only one in pain.
(Continued)
>>490294
Dani used her forearm to wipe the blood and sweat from her brow before she rolled over and crawled to Greer, still recovering from the Boston crab hold. Dani straddled Greer's shoulders picked her limp up arms and placed them over her bent knees before entwinging her fingers together beneath Greer's chin, and started to pull back on her head, locking in a Camel Clutch. Greer screamed and moaned as more and more pressure was put on her strained back.
"I'm not letting go," Dani said through bated breaths, "Until you stop screaming!"
Greer twisted like a speared fish in Dani's grip. Her arms swinging and flailing, and her legs kicking the ground, unable to do anything.
Greer never stopped resisting while her mind was awake. But the pain was too much for her body to take. Dani felt the Avenger go limp in her arms. She smiled, letting both their bodies drop to the ground. Dani rolled off Greer, who remained face down as she stared at the ceiling.
Their friends went to retrieve the exhausted warriors. Dani didn't look back, certain she may have escalated a simple personal feud into something more. Hanging off of Samuel and Rahne, who propped her up between their shoulders. They talked to her, congratulating her, Rahne had an odd tone to her voice, but Dani couldn't make out words.
She barely remained conscious between them as they went to the car to go home. Victor or not, it was hard fought. She could respect that. It was thrilling to conquer such a foe.
But the fear of what she started gnawed at her.
Rhane vs. The World!
Part 1.
Rahne gasped for breath beneath Meggan's full body pin. Her leg's were wrapped up and her arms pinned to her side in a bearhug that propped her back up just enough to make the whole experience all the more uncomfortable.
Meggan having taken on a rather feline form to motivate there were-woman might have helped, or it might have hurt. Meggan's words, however, definitely helped.
"I know you can get out of this," she said, "You have the strength to do it."
Rahne gasped in her grip, bucking and trying with great effort to close her legs.
"Focus," Meggan said, her voice musical and soothing, "Panic does you no good."
"But I can't move," Rahne's voice fluttered.
Meggan shook her head "I can feel you moving. You can move. Just focus what you can move. Then do it!"
Rahne took a steadying breath and thrust up her hips loosening the grapevine hold on her legs.
Meggan scrambled to re-apply it while encouraging the younger woman, "More!"
Rahne obeyed and thrust again, harder and with more force behind it. This partially dislodged the Faery Woman. Instinctively, Rahne reversed their positions, Pinning Meggan's hands above her head while grape vining her legs down. Meggan let out a laugh as the smaller woman rested firmly atop her.
Rahne flushed with excitement at her accomplishment, her body shifting from its wolfish form to that of the red-headed young woman. In the back of her mind she felt a small thrill from feeling Meggan's breasts beneath her own.
"Good job!" Meggan said, "Now it's your turn to keep me pinned!"
Rahne steadied herself with a breath and awaited the onslaught.
>>490298
Part 2
Even in her half-wolf form, Rahne could still sweat. The effort to keep the mustelid-like alien Hepzibah on her belly combined with the bright lights of the Galactic Wrestling Federation beating down on her, it was easy to be dripping with the stuff.
She held the Starjammer down in a full nelson, forcing her face into the mat. Revenge, as it were, for the figure-four leg scissors she had inflicted on Rahne earlier in the match. Now Rahne was on top and pressed Hepzibah's head into the mat.
She squirmed under the pressure, even using her tail to try and get Rahne off balance or tickle her into letting go of the grip, but Meggan's training was paying off. She was focused and determined.
And knew she could outlast her opponent. she was full of springing power and agility. It made pinning her a pain. She had her face shoved in Hepzibah's chest more times than she liked just to taunt and fluster her.
She hated how much it happened as much as it worked. Hepzibah tried to twist her arms into knots, but Rahne endured and now the tables were definitely turned.
Now, Rahne pinned the woman's legs in a grapveine to ensure she was immobile. Feeling the curvy woman struggle beneath her was absolutely thrilling. She bucked, twisted, and writhed, but it was all for naught. Her groans only egged her on.
Rahne poured on the pressure until she heard Hepzibah's hand slapping the mat.
The Referee-Bell-Bot rang itself and Rahne released her to the adoration of the crowd. She heard some commentator talk of the Backworld Warrior overcoming the famous Starjammer, but she let it slide off her.
Her blade was sharper now, and ready for the next challenge.
>>490301
Part 3
The sheer amount of "Thunderdome" jokes Rahne had to endure from Sunspot for entering the Morlock Combat Cage probably helped fuel her aggression against Thornn and Feral. But she was on fire for certain. When the pair tried to jump her, she grabbed Feral by one arm and used her as a club to slam her sister away. A double chin shot with her knees stunned the feline and left her free to kick Feral in the stomach and then an uppercut to lay her out.
Which gave Rahne enough time to knock out Thornn with a soccer style kick which struck the crawling Thornn right in the face and had enough force to flip her onto her back. She stared glassy eyed at the ceiling for the rest of the fight, out cold.
Feral took longer. A lot longer. Blood mixed with sweat as Feral clawed on Rahne's back, trying to go for her throat. Her feet locked onto Rahne's hips as her arms tried for the woman's throat.
Rahne remembered Meggan's words of focus and remembered they were in a cage.
She violently ran towards the edge, spun at the last second and slammed Feral against the cage wall with a colossal crash. Feral lost her grip and fell to the floor.
Rahne fell on Feral's supine form and gave her a palm strike to the side of her head to soften her up for the sleeper/body scissors combo to come. Feral's struggles lived up to her name, but Rahne knew she could outlast it. She let feral fade in her embrace. Feral's mad thrashing and clawing becoming weak and flaccid, a token effort that spoke of will more than intelligence.
Rahne released the scissors hold, but only so she could stand with the sleeper intact and let the cat-woman fall limp in the air. Feral's movements became little better than twitches that lacked volition, then ceased entirely. Once there, she let Feral fall to the ground and land atop her equally unconscious sister. Rahne placed a foot atop the siblings and howled as the crowd roared. She was almost ready.
>>490304
Part 4
In the wild, there are a myriad of hunting strategies. Ambush is one of the most common. Some work in teams to wear down prey. And when hunting other predators, one needs to keep alert lest they become the predator.
Getting Shanna to run was out of the question, but getting her to wear herself out with motion was not. Rahne ducked, bobbed, and weaved past Shanna's punches, kicks and grabs. Shanna even tried for a hair pull, but found nothing to grasp.
Rahne couldn't help but smirk as a point many mocked her for now worked in her favor.
Rahne didn't spend the entire time on the defense, however. Every second miss allowed her to sneak in a glancing strike. It wasn't much against Shanna's taught body, seemingly of steel forged in the fires of the Savage Land, but each strike, scratch, and nick wore on the older woman. Rahne knew as long as she kept her distance and kept moving, she had it the fight.
Especially after an initial scare in the opening minutes, when Shanna caught her in a full nelson. The pressure she put on Rahne's arms felt like she was going to pull them out of their sockets. Rahne managed to regain her wits after the initial panic and with a strong blow from her feet to Shanna's stomach managed to break the hold and let her recover her spring and resume her slow destruction of the blonde.
When Shanna tripped as she went for a punch, Rahne's instincts took over. She leapt at Shanna, grasping the offensive arm between her legs and hurling herself across Shanna's shoulders. With one arm, she grasped onto Shanna's far left arm, while she slid the other across Shanna's throat.
And squeezed.
(continued)
>>490310
Shanna's eyes bulged, locked in a reverse armbar, dragonsleeper combo. Her entire upper body was locked in place. Her legs shook with exhaustion as Rahne weighed on her and her face turned red.
She almost fell to her knees but instead managed to drop back and slam Rahne into the unforgiving ground of Central Park. Rahne gasped at the impact, but maintained her hold. Shanna felt a tiny bit of admiration for the younger girl's effort at that. She realized how she had been played, but she refused to give up. Her legs bucked and she twisted her torso to try and flip herself around and escape by changing the angle, but Rahne managed to brace against Shanna's efforts. Shanna's eyes squeezed tightly as she exerted herself, but soon her legs were reduced to pushing and twisting against the wet grass beneath them, with no traction at all, and her thrusts only served to push out her chest again and again. While this made Rahne blush, it did little to loosen her grip.
The movements of Shanna's legs eventually wavered and faded, her face relaxing and with one last breath, she passed out. Rahne released the hold in an instant, letting the woman's head fall gently to the earth.
Rahne spent a long moment gathering her breath, held up from a seated position with her hands alone. Once she recovered she managed to force herself up and let a primordial howl echo across Central Park.
From Avengers Mansion, Tigra heard the cry and knew exactly what it meant.
There is one more, that was intended to be the final climax of it and . . . I think that it has to be that, but because I gave it an inconclusive ending, y'all were not very happy with it. So, I'll be re-doing that with either one definite ending, or a pick of two endings.
>>490275
>The Tigra/Wolfsbane epic
Thumbs up! Thanks for reposting it all!
>>490325
One definite ending!
>>490325
It has to be one ending. It's no fun unless someone wins/loses for "real". Just be sure to make it feel "final". The loser should know who the Alpha dog/cat is and accept it. There shouldn't be a need for a rematch afterwards.
>>490325
Darn...I was hoping for a new story. But I guess it'll be okay if you modify the old one enough. I'll be happy so long as it has some good domination like what the previous stories had. Collars, barking/meowing, taming. For some reason I like the idea of the loser losing the fight to a submission, getting collared, and then fighting back in a rage until the winner wrestles them down and really tames them. Such a gimmick will really underscore the "wild animal women" theme.
>>490335
>>490361
Thirding this. go big or go home.
I look forward to seeing the long awaited final, whatever form it takes!
>>490325
I'll back what everyone else is saying and vote for a single winner. Maybe you can run the alternate ending as a bonus thing? That way there will still be a "true" winning but if anyone is curious how it would be like if the other won they'd know.
>>490396
Yeah, an "alternate ending" sounds cool. Just so long as only one is the "true ending".
>>490325
Could the loser be forced to kiss the winner's foot? That's always been a sexy finish to a catfight to me.
>>490325
Are we getting it tonight? I might have to go make popcorn...
>>490693
>No Catfight Anon post
>>490693
Probably not. Sorry. It's a pretty big edit, all things considered.
>>491086
Aw, that sucks. Maybe tomorrow then?
>>462666
This isn't a rekt thread bro chill
In the process of receiving a commission of Malon and Ruto fighting over Link. Who do you think won?
Posting old commissions I made based on Catfight Anon's stuff.
Pic related is based on
>>490310
>>490313
>>492182
And pic related is based on
>>490285
>>490287
Can't wait for the final match. I can't decide what's sexier: Rahne getting this lesson again and having it stick or Rahne paying Greer back with interest.
I'll drop my two cents here:
I remember when the final fight was discussed in a thread last year ago I suggested that the chief thrust of the fight should be the girls' animal natures. It'll allows for a sappy scene at the end where after one dominates and tames the other they make up and apologize. They're used to acting wild and losing control. They can seriously relate on that point. It'll allow the fight to go to that level of domination while still allowing them to part with an understanding if not friendship.
I also thought the story could play up the "cats and dogs fight because they misinterpret the other animals' body language". Maybe the rivalry started because Rahne, quite good naturedly, suggested to Greer that she should see Doc Sampson as a therapist to deal with Skrull baby/The Hood/Student death just like she did when she was in the government X-Factor. "What the hell is that supposed to mean? Just because you needed therapy for your issues doesn't mean I do!"
"Issues? What do ye mean "issues"?"
And it grew from there until we got the Wolfsbane/Tigra epic.
>>492209
Oh, Wolfsbane's expression kind of needs you to tilt your head for it to work.
>>492109
I dunno, Malon? She rides Epona and isn't afraid of anything.
Hopeful Catfight Anon bump.
Another hopeful Catfight Anon bump.
>>494255
Man, I hope he doesn't flake. I'm mad thirsty for his stories.
>>494484
I plan on posting them tonight.
Make requests for moves now. Not finishers, (already got those), just things you like to see. Already got some Corner Pounding from a previous thread.
>>495011
Darn it. It took me too long to finish it up, and there's a shittton to post. I'll post it tomorrow afternoon! Promise! I just finished and saved it!
>>495011
I'd like to see a test of strength lock up.
>>495469
Hopeful, Hopeful bump.
>>495469
No "she slipped" nonsense this time. Someone has to win clean.
>>495469
Come on, come on...
>>496685
I'll be posting around 10 tonight, once I get these requests into the story and get some dinner (at long last).
But I'll post the first few bits now, because they're largely unchanged and there's a LOT of it.
Wolfsbane vs. Tigra IV: The Revenge
"Alright ladies!" Janet Van Dyne, the Wasp, exclaimed into the microphone of Madison Square Gardens, "Tonight we are settling a deep seated grudge between two outstanding members of the hero community. Greer Grant-Nelson, a.k.a. Tigra, and Rahne Sinclare, a.k.a. Wolfsbane."
The crowd was small for the Garden, as this was a private affair, but constituted the every single heroine and women in the 'field' that could make it. It was a mix of Avengers, X-Men, and a few others who came down for the occasion. Many carried signs to show their support for one or the other, and given the intensity of the cheering, some of the more paranoid amongst them feared a riot would break out.
Janet feared she'd never get her security deposit back.
"This is a best of 3 falls match, and to spice things up, the combatants have been tied together at the wrist by a leather strap--which is available to use as a weapon. Mantis is our Referee. And on medical staff, Faiza Hussein, Claire Temple, and Tandy Bowen are ready and waiting to heal any injury acquired between rounds. So there's no need to keep those claws sheathed, ladies. Each round lasts 20 minutes, or until the referee intercedes. If a round ends without intercession, the round will be decided by our judges: Jocasta, Melissa Gold, and Karima Shipander.
"Alright, if there are no further objections. Let's settle things." With that, Janet shrank, and flew out of the way as the starting bell rang, and the two wild women launched at each other.
Rahne managed to keep Greer on her toes at the start of the first round. Attempting to employ the same wear-down strategy that granted her victory over Shanna. Greer, however, had inhuman flexibility. Finding opening and dodging hits proved to be a lot harder. She had Meggan's skill, with Feral's namesake ferocity, and Shanna's experience.
>>496733
She started to doubt if she was ready.
Rahne knew that once Tigra locked into her, it might as well be over right then and there, so she did her best to keep Greer away and stay on her feet. Focusing, she began to kick at Greer's shins as she attempted to strike her. This hit often enough that Greer began to limp as she walked. She hit that leg again and again, and keeping far enough away to pull back from any retaliations from Greer.
For the most part. One solid punch to the side of her head rattled her and almost knocked her over, but she kept her wits and avoided a tackling pounce from the were-woman, to keep working on that left shin.
But Tigra was not a savage like Feral.
She dropped to all fours and the limp became far less noticeable. Rahne did not have a plan for this and kept with the kicking regimen, only to have her leg caught by Greer and pulled off her feet.
Rahne expected to be pounced on, but Greer just waited for her to get back up again. Rahne tried twice more to kick the quadrupedal Greer, but each effort ended with her leg caught and her body flipped over. On the third one she landed head first and was nearly dazed. She pulled herself up along the walls of the arena, but panicked in her expectations of a retaliation.
And again, none came. Greer sat back, watching her move, a consummate predator. Her tail swaying back and forth as she did.
And it incensed Rahne.
Rahne got to her feet and charged Greer, but not blindly. She feigned a kick which Greer reached for, only to have the wolf-woman leap over her and grab that stupid, taunting tail.
Greer shrieked as Rahne pulled on it, which was music to her ears. With all her effort, and Greer's one bad leg, Rahne yanked Greer off the ground, gouging claw marks into the mat, and swung her in the air almost a complete circle--cut short by the cold steel of the arena wall. Greer hit with a tremendous thud that echoed through the garden.
>>496735
The audience, Avenger and X-Man alike cringed and groaned with the hit.
They did so again when Rahne repeated the move, reversing her swing and slamming Greer's other side into the steel wall.
Greer expected a third hit, but instead Rahne pulled her close and drove an elbow into her back in a classic elbow drop. Once atop Greer, she secured a stance over her and locked her forearm around Greer's head, squeezing tightly. Dazed and pinned, Greer still struggled fiercely, cutting into Rahne's arms repeatedly.
Seeing red, Rahne roared as she fought through the pain, grabbed Greer's head in her hands and slammed her face into the mat again and again. She didn’t notice that the only movement in Tigra’s body after a few hits was from the impacts she was making until Mantis placed a stick just under her chin and pulled her back.
"Hold," Mantis said, "That one has lost consciousness. The round is over."
Rahne wobbled back to her corner where Dani, Illyana and Claire Temple waited for her.
She sat, and Claire went to work on her cuts as Magick guided spells to seal the wounds at her directions.
"She's not going to be as forgiving this round," Dani told her.
"Forgiving?"
"She was toying with you and you got the better of her because of that. This round, she's not going to be holding back. Don't let her break you, whatever you do."
Rahne nodded as the last of the magics left her wounds.
She got a full 5 minute rest as Greer was returned to consciousness and her leg was healed. Rahne later found out that she actually managed to fracture it, but such wounds were nothing to Tandy and Faizah. She was back on her feet as if nothing happened.
Which Rahne found worrisome. Her entire strategy hinged on wearing Greer down over time. If she fully recovered between rounds . . . her strategy was doomed.
>>496739
But she didn't get to think long on it as the bell for the second round rang and Greer came at her with the fury of her namesake. Rahne found herself dodging less and less effectively. Greer's claws cutting into her again and again.
They ended up standing tall, slugging it out. Punch, claw, chop, knee -- each blow hitting squarely against their rival, and they took it head on.
Until Rahne faltered from a headbutt which broke her nose.
Once she stumbled back, Greer hit her with a spear tackle, slamming her shoulder into Rahne's stomach. She managed to roll onto her stomach to protect herself but felt herself pulled back by the strap holding them together. Rahne made a loop from the spare strap between them and began to whip the wolf-woman with it. Each hit stung sharply, ripping a scream from Rahne's body. Tigra whipped her again and again for what seemed a short eternity before she dropped the leather.
Greer slowly climbed over the fallen woman, digging claws into her as she did so. Rahne felt her legs become tied up in Greer’s and her head pulled back in a chin lock before she had time to setup a plan. She expected a harsh pull, but it was below Greer's standard.
It still hurt.
Rahne knew she was in it for pain.
"You shouldn't have pulled my tail," Greer growled, "You really want to live up to that 'bitch' image you have going for you, doncha?"
Rahne gritted her teeth and managed to say, "Tell me, do your students actually learn anything, or are they to busy looking at your chest?"
Greer pulled back Rahne's head into said chest, "Well, it seems to grab your attention, now doesn't it? And really, you shouldn't be throwing stones about what's inappropriate for students and teachers now should you."
Rahne was glad fur didn't show how she flushed with rage at that comment.
"Maybe," She spat, "I should have watched that video of you in more detail. Ya know, where the Hood browbeats you? And got you to beg?"
>>496740
Greer pulled her head back farther, "And you certainly know how to take a beating. Was it because of how you were raised?"
Both were steaming red at the other, completely incensed. Greer slammed Rahne's face into the mat, picked up a loop of the strap and wrapped it several times around her hand.
Rahne attempted to pull herself up, but Greer pushed her face back to the mat before using her strap-covered hand as a cudgel. She slammed three strikes into Rahne's temple. The first got her to scream. The second made her go limp. The third simply made her body spasm. Again, Mantis stopped the contest with one swift motion and the two separated.
This time, Rahne was under Faiza and Tandy's care.
In her corner, Greer was fuming. Bobbi Morse and Wanda Maximoff were in her corner.
"Calm down and focus," Bobbi told her as she was healed of her minor wounds and fatigue.
"I'm trying, but it's hard. If she said anything about William, I'd have --"
"Focus." Bobbi said again, grabbing Greer's head and forcing eye contact. "She spent a lot of time prepping for this. You both lost a lot of blood in that slugfest, and you're going to both be light headed. Get one solid hit on her head early on and you can end this."
Greer nodded and rested until the bell rang for the third and final round.
>>496733
Looking great so far!
>>496733
Ahhhhh...It's been long in the coming, but I'm glad its finally here.
>>496747
They boxed their shoulders, stalked towards each other, slowly. Both were far warier of their opponent than they had been before. Rahne held up her arms, hand open, and Tigra knew what she was asking for without a word. Tigra slowly interlocked her own hands with Rhanes and then the struggle began. Rahne put all her effort into pushing Tigra back, but while Rahne pushed with all her strength, gritting and straining with effort—Tigra simply smirked. With a twist, she brought Rahne’s arms down to her side and pulled her in close so she could be greeted with a clean headbutt which sent the wolf woman reeling back.
But Rahne quickly shook it off, exploded towards Tigra and tackled her to the ground. Tigra held the werewolf off her, racking her clawed feet across Rhane’s belly as she tried to push the younger woman off her. Rahne fought through the pain, clawing and punching at Tigra as she struggled beneath her.
Tigra could barely see in front of her, Rahne moved too quickly for her light-headed brain to read through the brief glimpses she got through the woman’s fists. But she could still feel. And she felt she had both her feet planted on Rahne’s belly.
Tigra squared her shoulders, curled up her hips and with one massive thrust, shoved Rahne tens of feet into the air. She landed belly first, hitting the ground like a bug hitting a windshield. Both sides of the audience cringed in sympathy for the blow. Tigra, blurry and beaten, could move far better than the flattened New Mutant and forced herself over to her. Crawling atop her adversary, she flipped Rahne onto her back and straddled her chest, pinning her hands with her own and boxing Rahne’s head between her knees.
Tigra looked down on Wolfsbane and sneered before she squeezed her head. Rahne groaned at first, but they grew into plaintive screams, that were later emphasized with sobs.
>>496858
"I'm not letting go until you give up, you got that? Until you scream an apology for what you said, I'm not letting go!"
But Rahne didn't surrender. Not for ages. For a full fifteen minutes, Greer held on to Rahne with all her strength her powerful limbs, drawing more blood from the wolf-woman, but while Rahne did scream, she did not surrender. She wept, tears mixing in the blood, but still she did not surrender. Greer's limbs eventually began to quiver and shake from the effort. Her entire body spasming from the power as she fought to hold the wolf woman down as she bucked her entire body in feral fear.
The timer ticked down to its final minute as the audience watched the inhuman scene before them with complete attention. And their attention was rewarded.
"I give up," Rahne squeaked out.
But Greer didn’t think it was enough.
“Louder!”
“I give!”
“Let them hear you in the cheap seats!”
“I Give!”
“Let your God hear you!”
“I GIVE!”
“Who beat you?”
“Tigra Beat Me!”
“Who will you never challenge again?”
“Tigra!”
“Who are you gonna lick clean when you’re let up?”
“T-Tigra!”
Tigra nodded and slowly, wearily, began to rise from Rahne’s chest.
Which is when all hell broke loose.
Dani Moonstar struck first, slamming a steel chair over Tigra’s head so hard it dented the seat. The Were-woman was out like a light before she even hit the ground. Mantis moved to separate Dani from the unconscious victor, but Janet Van Dyne tackled her away first.
The crowd erupted as the gathered women saw the attack as a ringing of the bell for their own battles. When Dani finally knocked Janet out with a figure four headscissors, she got a chance to see the melee she started.
She saw Monet St. Croix pile-driven through the floor by Jennifer Walters, leaving her head stuck in the concrete, only to have her gripped in a full nelson by the Red She-Hulk.
>>496862
Emma Frost nailed Susan Richards from behind in Diamond form as she held up Jubilee and Paige Guthrie in Invisible bonds, flattening the Fantastic Four Founder.
Natasha Romanoff forced Psylocke's face into her knees and laid her out before spiking her solar plexus with an elbow drop.
Sif found herself tied up in the metal barriers that surrounded the arena thanks to Polaris.
Ororo had tackled Wanda and had the Avenger fading in a sleeper hold already. The former queen had it locked around her like a professional MMA fighter. Wanda passed out quickly, but Storm found herself ensared by Medusa's tendrils along with Dazzler and Syrin.
Namora threw Frenzy into Polaris, who all fell upon Hellcat and Jubilee. And the four of them were crushed flat as she swan-dove onto the pile and knocked the wind out of them.
Amidst the groans, moans, screams, and shrieks of the chaotic war, Dani heard one thing above it all – Laughter. She looked not too far away as Illyana Rasputin laughed at the proceedings.
Dani made her way over to the sorceress, who read her scowl perfectly.
“Oh, I just pushed them all a bit. A little enhanced violence spell. Wasn’t much, but wow! Did it pay off?” Illyana was in the midst of a full belly laugh as she Kate Bishop spin kick Noriko Ashida.
“Why?! Why would you do this?!” Dani growled.
“For fun,” Illyana answered, “Duh.”
Dani didn’t need to hear anymore, and she didn’t have to as Nico Minoru, Elizabeth Twoyoungmen, and Jennifer Kale tackled her to the ground. Illyana could have taken any one of them in single combat decently well, but together, she stood no chance. Dani figured that they tracked that spell to the witch and figured taking her down would end the spell. Illyana found herself held down beneath the three, sleeepered, and double scissored into unconsciousness.
>>496865
But the spell didn’t end, and the Dani watched as the three witches turned on each other – and she could not help but dive onto Elizabeth’s back and bulldoze her down, wrap her in a full nelson and shove her face into the floor.
When the dust settled, Dani was the only one still awake, but too tired to extract herself from the pile of heroines she lay on. Afterwards, everyone thought it was best to never host a big public battle like that again, and Rahne refused to fight Tigra ever again. However, the grudges born and exaggerated by Illyana’s magic lived on.
For which many did not forgive her.
But that’s another story.
>>496869
Notes: Still think I should have expanded the minor fights beyond a single 'finishing' move, but after all that, I didn't have the will to do more little fights within a big fight.
Hopefully, that's a final ending. Though no corner pounding or foot kissing, sadly. I really wanted that 'war' ending to be kept, and I think Dani being overpotective of Rahne works.
I hope it does, at least.
>>496873
Works for me! Not exactly how I would have done it, but I still loved it.
close?
>>496873
Wished it would have gone on without Dani interfering, but the ending we did get was pretty sexy. I liked the big brawl.
The softy in me sort of wants a scene of Dani comforting Rahne afterwards, or one of Rahne and Greer reconciling.
[spoiler] Rahne and Greer teaming up against someone with Rahne viewing Greer as her Alpha and Greer viewing Rahne as her kitten when? Maybe against Illyana given violence magics hi-jinks? [/spoiler]
>>496873
How come Tigra won? Not that I'm unhappy with the end or anything, I'm just wondering.
