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   Lisa's Big Fight A True Story!!
   Ultra Lisa Kicks Grrrl Ass!!
   by Rachael
   -------------------Rated PG (Pretty Good)
   Hi!  I have this interest in female catfighting.  Fighting other women.
Why does the thought of an all-girl fightclub turn me on?  I'm not
sure...But I knew about it way back in 1997, when I was sweet 16.
   The school I attended was an all-girls parochial high-school.  I was
about 18 months ahead of other girls my age in my academics, so I spent
most of my classes with girls 2 or even 3 years older than I.  One such
girl was named Cheryl and she was a slut!  Not in the good way, like I am!
laugh....But in the bad way!  She was skank and skiff and I hated her!  She
boasted about the guys she slept with and if she was with anyone else's
boyfriend we got to hear all about that too!  Even if it did embarrass or
anger the other girl, she didn't care.  She was 18, getting ready to
graduate from learn nothing high to an unfaithful marriage and a welfare
line.  I still don't like her, laugh, can you tell?
   Anyway, I was a younger than her of course.  Smaller than most of the
other girls and kind of shy.  I had my own friends, my own interests, and I
kept to them for the most part.  This, of course, made me the perfect
target on more than one occasion!
   We had to wear 'uniforms' to school.  A dark blue skirt, white blouse,
white knee-high stockings, and black, flat soled shoes.  Our hair was
neatly brushed and tied into a ponytail, or cut to shoulder length.  (Mine
was in a ponytail) We couldn't wear any makeup.  Small, stud earrings were
okay, and one simple ring per hand.  No ankle bracelets, nothing on our
wrists, and only a small crucifix could hang visible around our necks.  We
said "Yes, Sister" and "No sister" alot and the only men in the school were
the two janitors, the Principal, and the music teacher.  Everyone else was
female!
   Of course we hated it!  A lot of our boyfriends, most of whom attended
the public high school just a few blocks away, (The catholic boys at St. 
Sebastion didn't fair too well with us...Laugh...  We needed to get away
from the Church after school!) were dismissed about 20 minutes before us
and they'd hang out just off the school grounds.  Normally, I would get out
of class, throw my books in my locker and go outside to find my bf...he'd
drive me home, or wherever we were going to hang and life would be fine! 
But one day...
   I was a few minutes late and when I got outside, there was Cheryl
getting all kinds of cute with Brad (MY boyfriend!) And it didn't look like
he was avoiding the attention, either.  Now that I think about it though,
why should he?  Everyone knew Cheryl was a ho...He figured he could
probably score a quick phone# and nobody would know!  Least of all me!  Or,
maybe I'm not being fair...?
   Well, I was really pissed!  I flew down the stairs and across the street
and then barely caught myself.  I slowed to a quick walk, fast tiny steps,
and tried to sound not out of breath and I smiled.  "Hi Brad! 
yada-yada-ya..."..."Oh!  Hello Lisa, blah blah blah..." making all the nice
sounds, pretending Cheryl wasn't there.  I actually thought we were just
going to be able to leave, without a peep from her until she said something
to the effect of  "Well, don't forget to call me Brad!" and then she
giggled in that slut kind of way to let me know she wasn't afraid of me.
   Brad's face got really red and he didn't say anything.  But when I
lifted my hand in his, to shake the jerk off I saw he'd written her phone
number on his palm.  What an asshole!  But it was Cheryl's stupid laugh
that set me off and before I knew it I'd turned around!  I ran up behind
her and pushed her hard in the back.  She stumbled, but didn't fall down
and she turned around quickly to face me.
   She was about 5 foot 6 inches, I think...115lbs?  maybe.  She had her
dark hair in a pageboy cut.  I myself was maybe 5'4" then and a skinny
90lbs.  I had the fleeting thought I was going to get my butt kicked!  but
I didn't care.  I'd finally had enough of Cheryl and her stupid mouth!  I'd
never really been in a fight before, no brothers or sisters to learn from.
All I had was what I'd seen on tv...Laugh...Thank God for tv violence!  I
didn't hesitate, I wasn't scared.  I just followed right behind her and
when she turned I tried to slap her stupid face.  She jerked her head back
but my nails still caught her across her chin and I actually drew blood!! I
was winning!!
   She looked surprised and I guess I hesitated when she started bleeding
like that.  It wasn't serious, just a few drops on her chin, but I was
looking at that when she hit me back.  Cheryl punched me, with a fist,
right in my chest.  My right breast felt like it exploded, that's how
unready I was for it!  I'd never felt anything like that before and I kinda
doubled over, but it was my turn again!  I leaned forward and grabbed her
blouse, pulling her forward so I could grab a handful of short hair.  She
tried using her arms to push me away but I had her by the head and I yanked
hard!  She screamed, I guess we were both screaming really.  terrible words
like bitch and whore and slut.  Not good catholic words at all!!
   And of course the other students gathered round.  Brad tried to get me
off Cheryl, I was pulling her head this way and that but I shrugged him
off. Some guys told him to leave us alone.  I didn't really pay much
attention to anyone else, I was busy!  Cheryl was twisting and turning and
trying to slap me.  But I kept hold of her hair and I used my free hand to
fend off her punches.  We were like that for a bit, maybe half a minute
before she twisted enough that I had to let go, but not without taking a
lot of hair!  She was crying and reached up to her head yelling something
at me.  I told her to shut up and I kicked her then, right in the knee, or
close to it!
   She wasn't expecting that!  She was a bad fighter, even worse than me!
After I kicked her she tried to wrestle with me, she lunged forward, her
arms out like she was going to hug me.  I kicked her again, kind of
desperately, but it was a good one!  Just like our gym teacher taught us at
the rape classes!  I kicked her as hard as I could right in her cunt.  Any
girl can tell you that her pussy is just as sensitive as a boys balls...I
think, well close to it anyway!!  Cheryl just kind of stopped and fell.  I
heard a bunch of cheers and yells for her to get up.  But I wasn't done
yet! I sat on her prone body as she lay there, my butt on her ribs and I
punched her tits like she did to mine, once, twice, three times as hard as
I could.  Kind of a down and from the side karate chop.
   Cheryl wasn't moving and was trying to cover herself up, to protect
herself, but it was plain that she was hurting.  A teacher pulled me off
and there was a lot of yelling as the nuns and our Principal came running
over.  I was taken to the office and I guess they took Cheryl to the
nurse's station, wherever it was I didn't care!  The whole fight had lasted
maybe a minute and a half...It seemed a lot longer at the time, but it was
so fast!!  I really enjoyed it I realized later and that surprised me too!
   A few nights later when I was laying in bed fingering myself the fight
popped back into my head.  I rubbed my pussy thinking about Cheryl and how
good it had felt to beat her up.  I'd never heard of catfighting, of
course, and now I wish I'd been able to pull my panties down and sit my wet
pussy on her face.  I still get off imagining Cheryl, her bloody face
contorted in pain, being forced to lick my cunt while all her friends
watch!!  Victory is sooooo Sweet!!!  I love it!
   I got in a TON of trouble for that fight, but it was worth it!!  Totally
worth it!  And Cheryl was pretty quiet after that!  I pretty much still did
what I did before, but I admit, I did walk a little taller, and the other
girls gave me a little more room when I walked through the halls! 
laugh...And Brad?  I dumped that bastard!
   end
  
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