It was the beginning of the New Year at Saint Ann's School.
Paula was preparing herself to rule the school. The
beautiful green-eyed brunette had easily earned her position
as top hen at the all girl school. Her gorgeous yet vicious
looks gave her the edge over all the other girls. Her thick
long dark hair shined
brilliantly and was as soft as a bed of cotton. She had deep
green eyes that would pierce the soul of any rival that
challenged to lock eyes with her. She had a 36-24-36 figure
on a 5' 7" frame with long lethal legs. Her most valued
asset was a rock hard set of 36 DD's, breasts that literally
enabled her to bash her way to the top. Paula was very
aggressive. The only reason why any of the other girls at
school liked her was out of fear. When Paula walked the
halls at school the other girls would quickly step aside.
Not many girls would take the challenge of a head on
collision with her. Only a couple of other girls at Saint
Ann's came close to competing with her.
One in particular was Robin. A beautiful blonde, whose looks
and strength came so close, but was shot down time and again
by Paula's supremacy. Standing 5' 7" and sporting a set of
36 D's didn't seem quite enough
to withstand the pressure of Paula's wrath. It seems every
year Robin would challenge Paula's status and the two would
end up locked together in a tight clinch that always ended
with Paula overwhelming the blonde’s ability to compete.
Paula actually enjoyed putting Robin in her place time and
time again. She couldn't wait to see if Robin was up to the
challenge again this year.
The all girl school had a strict uniform code. White short
sleeve blouse, a plaid pleated skirt that was red, green,
and black in color. Most of the girls were constantly
testing the system to see how high they could hem their
skirts up. It was a little game they seemed to play with the
faculty. Week after week the skirts would get shorter and
shorter. Eventually there was a major crack down and the
skirts would be lowered. Black or white knee-high socks were
enforced and only a black pair of conservative shoes
The first day of school seemed the same as it always was.
Paula walked down the hallway 'strutting her stuff' as all
her piers started to suck up to her magnetic beauty. As she
was standing at her locker in between her first and second
period class she overheard a conversation between two of her
classmates. They were talking about some girl named Meagan.
As she tilted her ear to eavesdrop she heard them talk about
Robin getting into an argument with this unknown girl.
Apparently Robin and Meagan were assigned as locker partners
and when Robin happened to accidentally bump shoulders with
her this Meagan chick ended up pinning her chest to chest up
against the lockers. Apparently the teachers quickly broke
At first Paula didn't give this much thought but after
thinking about what it would take to pin Robin up against
the lockers she started to ask around. It didn't take long
before Paula learned that there was a new girl in school. A
blonde named Meagan. Every one she talked to would give her
the impression that she was in for some trouble with this
girl. Even though they did not directly tell her this, she
could certainly sense something was up.
As the day went on she noticed a lot of the other girls
giving her strange looks and she could hear whispering going
on behind her back. She would occasionally catch part of
these conversations. She heard the words "Double D's, Triple
D's and even Double F's. For the first time in her life she
felt a little on the nervous side. Not knowing how to deal
with her feelings she started to become frustrated and even
angry. No matter what, she would take on this Meagan chick
and put her right in her place.
By the time her fourth class of the day came around, Paula
had not seen even a glimpse of Meagan. Half way through the
class she ended up excusing herself to the ladies room to
freshen up a bit. As she stood in front of the mirror she
primped away at her hair and face. When finished, she
tightened the tuck of her white blouse into the waistband of
her skirt. She always made sure her white blouse was
stretched tightly around her 36 DD's. She knew it made them
look larger, and if need be, deadlier. She made her way out
of the ladies room and proceeded to make her way back to
Suddenly she spotted a blonde girl at the other end of the
hallway walking in her direction. Paula kept up her pace.
The two girls grew closer. Certainly this was no one that
Paula recognized. A sudden shock of reality set in on Paula
as she realized this was no other than Meagan. She quickly
slipped her hands into the waistband of her skirt making
sure that her blouse tuck was at its maximum. Looking ahead
she noticed the girl approaching her doing the same thing.
Paula quickly filled her lungs with air and thrust her chest
out to battle readiness. The two moved into the center of
the hallway. She could now make out the other girl's chest.
It looked larger than any she had ever competed with, yet
was still convinced she had this girl beat.
Closer and closer the two girls made a beeline for each
other, neither one slowing her pace. Paula could now clearly
see the approaching chest. A little bit of her confidence
might have been shaken at this point, but she never would
have admitted it. Now close enough that Paula could see her
deep blue eyes surrounded by the threatening look on the
blonde's face. Paula locked eyes with the blonde and used
her piercing green eyes to warn the blonde. As she held the
look she felt the blonde’s blue eyes piercing back at her
with a warning of their own. Never before had she felt
another girl’s eyes penetrate with so much intensity. It
would definitely be a challenge to lock eyes with this girl
for any great length of time.
Within twenty-five feet of each other things appeared to
move in slow motion. Paula’s eyes never parted from the
blonde's icy glare. Their hips swayed almost in tune with
one another. Their full thick hair bounced from their
shoulders with each step, arms slightly swinging as the
clicking of their expensive black leather shoes echoed
through the hallway. It was now apparent in Paula's mind
that the two of them were on a collision course.
Within two feet of each other they both started to fall
forward, their rock hard breasts thrusting out to maximum
battering size. They came together with a horrendous thud
tit-to-tit. If it could have been seen in slow motion their
white blouses looked like they were about to explode from
the strain of the impact. Paula was stunned when she felt
herself bounce back a step. She still had most of her weight
distributed in a forward motion and firmly landed another
blow against the blonde's tits. With the second blow, she
came to a dead stop and seemed to be plastered firmly up
against the blonde while looking directly into her icy blue
eyes. For a brief moment there was an extreme amount of
pressure. For some reason the blonde slipped past her making
sure to drag her tits roughly across Paula's and then
continued to walk down the hall.
"Watch where you're going, Bitch!" yelled out Paula.
Suddenly she spotted a teacher that had been walking up
"I heard that, Miss Adams." The teacher shouted. "Come with
me to the office so we can talk about your language." Paula
watched as the blonde glanced back with a snide look of
victory on her face.
While sitting in the office waiting for her lecture on
language, Paula couldn’t help but replay what had just
happened in the hallway over and over again in her mind. As
the pain settled in deeper and deeper she couldn't help but
think about it. She had never bounced back like that in her
life. Just about every girl that ever stood up to her was
pushed back with ease. Only a few girls in her life had ever
given her any real challenge, but never like this. As she
replayed the event over and over again in her mind she kept
focusing on that first impact. Had she literally been pushed
back or did Meagan bounce back too, and if so how far?
After getting a good talking to about her language in
school, Paula made her way off to her last class of the day.
She was late walking into her English class. As she entered
the classroom the teacher instructed her to sit in her
assigned seat which was at the back of the room. As she took
her seat she couldn't believe her eyes. Sitting directly
across the aisle to the right of her was Meagan. The two
locked eyes for a brief moment.
"How was the principles office?" asked Meagan in a snotty
Paula just gave her a bitchy look and took her seat. As the
teacher lectured the class Paula and Meagan
kept giving each other the evil eye. Paula quickly grabbed a
small piece of paper and wrote on it, "Tits Sore?" She
passed it over to Meagan. After the blonde read the note she
looked up to see Paula jiggling her tits at her. The note
was quickly returned to the brunette with "Not even, Bitch!"
As Paula looked up, the blonde was thrusting her chest in
and out in a pumping motion. One thing led to another and
soon the two girls were engaged in a battle of comparison.
Chests were being thrust out, hair was being tossed and
primped and hips squirmed back and forth in their seats.
Eventually Meagan had stretched her left leg down the aisle
between them and even hiked up her skirt giving the brunette
a good look at her muscular yet very feminine limbs. Paula’s
eyes traveled up the blonde’s white knee-high stockinged leg
and didn't seem at all impressed at what she was seeing.
This challenge was definitely not going to go unanswered.
The brunette casually stretched her right leg down the
aisle. She then hiked up her skirt giving the blonde an
equal view of her black knee-high stocking covered limb.
With their legs about two feet apart an attempt was made on
both girls’ part to bring them length to length. They used
their other leg to slowly push their desks into the aisle.
As they grew closer together each girl tried to gain length
by stretching her foot farther down the aisle. Paula
couldn't keep her eyes off the comparison. When they got to
be side by side Paula tried to set it in her mind that her
legs were longer and firmer. Yet there was a side of her
that was undecided. This side of her thinking
even brought thoughts that possibly Meagan's legs were
longer and firmer. Their knee-high stocking ankles and
calves came into contact and just as she felt the smooth
skin of Meagan's thigh touching her own the school bell rang
and the class had ended. The teacher quickly announced a
list of names that he wanted to see after class. Paula's
name just happened to be one of them. This threw a wrench
into Paula's plans to confront the blonde bitch after class.
After waiting around for what seemed like an hour, Paula was
the last one up to the teacher's desk. After finding out
that the teacher only wanted to know why she was late for
class, she was furious.
The next morning as Paula made her way to her locker she was
stunned to see Meagan fumbling through her locker. She
wasn't about to stand for this bitch snooping around in her
"Just what the hell do you think you're doing, Bitch?"
Shouted out Paula as she came right up and used her chest to
bump the blonde from behind.
Meagan turned around and bumped her chest into Paula's. The
two stepped face to face with their tits pressed firmly
together, hands on their hips. "Meet your new locker
partner, slut!" replied Meagan.
There was a moment of silence as the two locked eyes in a
hateful glare. Each one could read the others anger growing
by the second as they started to press more firmly together.
A small crowd started to gather around them taking in the
sight of the two most beautiful girls in school coming
together in combat. Paula sensed the crowd and her anger was
taken to the next level when she heard someone yell out,
"Get her Meagan."
Paula was furious that this bitch could come into her school
and gain so much popularity in only one day. She brushed it
off and concentrated on the task at hand. Soon she was
hearing cheers urging both of them on. This boosted her
determination to drive this bitch into the ground.
As the two were pressing firmly against each other their
foreheads came together and their eyes pierced directly into
one another. They started to move out away from the lockers
and into the center of the hallway never once breaking tit
or eye contact. The cheers around them continued.
"Get her Paula!" one girl yelled out.
"Take her on Meagan!" another one shouted.
"Get right in her face!" screamed another.
The two girls pushed heavily into each other and found
themselves turning in a small circle as the crowd egged them
on. Never once had they broken contact. Meagan brought her
hands up from her hips, which immediately triggered Paula to
do the same. Hands came up to shoulder level and they
interlaced their fingers. There was some pushing and shoving
going on and their hands came straight up above their heads
A few seconds later the circling stopped and their arms
slowly came down extended outward, crucifix style. For a
long moment the two stood this way, motionless. Their
foreheads must have been glued together for they never once
parted. Anyone watching this battle would never be able to
detect the enormous amount of strength the two girls were
applying against each other. Their tits were bulging up from
being tightly smashed against each other. Both girls
continued making a desperate attempt to overwhelm the others
tits with her own.
Paula had never been up against such an opponent. The usual
feeling of overwhelming any girl that stood in front of her
was not there. Instead she felt her tits being compressed
into a shape she never thought possible. The cheering girls
that surrounded them closed in to see if they could tell
which girl was overpowering the
other. A few arguments broke out as to which girl was
winning the fight.
Eventually the struggle moved to a new strategy. With their
hands still locked together they bent their arms at the
elbows keeping their hands at shoulder level. There was a
grunt and a thrust from Meagan that forced Paula to take a
step back. The crowd of girls cheered. Paula retaliated and
quickly regained her ground and then pushed Meagan back a
step. She was also awarded with a cheer from crowd. Back and
forth the two girls went. Meagan would thrust forward
pushing Paula back then Paula would thrust forward pushing
Meagan back. Occasionally they lunged forward at the same
time and both would stalemate for a short moment.
Suddenly someone yelled out "Teacher, Teacher!" The crowd
dispersed quickly while Meagan and Paula separated.
"What's going on here?" The teacher shouted.
All the students stood in silence and were going about their
business. Paula and Meagan stood together in front of their
locker as if nothing ever happened, although their heavy
breathing and sweaty faces almost gave them away. Paula was
finding it difficult to accept the fact that she had a
serious rival on her hands. One like she had never gone up
Throughout the day she was finding it hard to concentrate on
her schoolwork. All she could think about was how her
breasts felt as they were being tightly compressed with
Meagan's. Trying to capture in her mind a possible moment
when she might have had the advantage during their struggle.
In between her next few classes Paula found new reason to be
annoyed. Meagan was hogging all the locker space. She would
just miss Meagan each time on her trips to the locker, which
made it even more frustrating.
5th period class finally came and as Paula entered the room,
sure enough, there was Meagan sitting at her desk. Paula
came back and took a seat at her own desk and almost
immediately the two were exchanging some heated bitchy
looks. The teacher quickly handed out an assignment. Paula
found it annoying that Meagan had crossed her legs and was
swinging and twirling her right foot out in the aisle. Only
a few minutes of this and it was all Paula could take. She
crossed her legs and let her left foot hang out in the
aisle. She started swinging and twirling it around in
circles in an attempt to annoy the blonde.
Looking out the corner of her eye as she pretended to be
concentrating on her paper she could see that this only
escalated the Blonde’s annoying habit. Her twirling foot had
made its way farther out into the aisle. Paula had it set in
her mind that she was going to beat this girl even with her
own medicine. She too stretched her foot farther into the
aisle, swinging and twirling her foot just inches from the
Suddenly she received a hard kick to her foot. Paula
returned the kick. Their feet moved in even closer together
until the swinging and twirling caused their black leather
shoes to collide over and over again. Meagan then pulled her
foot back under her own desk. For a moment Paula thought she
had just won the battle until out of the corner of her eye
she spotted Meagan's white knee-high stocking covered foot
hanging in the aisle. This time her foot hung motionless.
Paula looked at her rival’s foot and knew this was a blatant
challenge to foot fight her. At the time, she figured this
was the only way the two of them could continue their fight
without being expelled from school. Besides, this was the
kind of fighting that she loved to engage in. She pulled her
foot back under her desk and removed her left shoe. Seconds
later her perfect size seven foot that was covered in a
black knee-high stocking was hanging out in the aisle just
inches from the blonde’s white knee-high stockinged foot.
The two girls continued to work on their paper and acted as
if nothing was going on. Yet their sock-covered feet were
planning on making war with each other. Closer and closer
they approached until both girls could feel the toe of the
other touching her own. At the exact moment they touched,
they both looked up out of the corner of their eyes to see
their rival staring back. Green and blue eyes locked once
again. Slowly they increased the pressure between their toes
until they were violently mashing them together. More and
more of their feet came into play and soon they were
twisting and twirling their feet together. Both were
determined to beat the other with her foot fighting
technique. Their eyes would separate briefly to watch their
entwining sock-covered feet do battle.
After several minutes Paula pulled her foot back and decided
to take a new approach. She pulled her left foot up and
rested the ankle on her right knee so that the sole of her
perfect size seven foot faced out into the aisle. She then
gave Meagan a challenging look. When she spotted Meagan
glancing down at her foot, she wiggled it back and forth in
challenge. It didn't take long for Meagan to figure it out.
She raised her right foot and rested the ankle on her left
knee so the sole faced out into the aisle.
Over the next couple of minutes the soles of their feet
slowly approached one another. They found it difficult to
completely close the distance because there was quite a
reach between them. Finally, Paula came up with a plan. She
kicked off her right shoe and stretched her leg out into the
aisle and gave motion with her eyes for Meagan to watch.
When Meagan looked into the aisle she watched as Paula swung
her leg back in a hooking motion. Paula again stretched her
leg out into the aisle. Meagan was quick to catch on and
kicked her other shoe off. She stretched her left leg out
along side Paula's. They quickly swung their legs around
each other, hooking them together from their ankles to their
knees. With their tightly locked legs the two girls used
as leverage to slowly pull their desks side by side into the
aisle. This brought the soles of their feet within inches of
each other. The two kept their heads down pretending to be
working on their papers, but they were actually busy looking
out the corner of their eyes, still locked together in a
Occasionally they would glance down at the approaching soles
of their feet and started to mentally compare size. Finally,
the soles of their sock-covered feet came together. There
was a slight adjustment as they lined them up toe-to-toe and
heel-to-heel. At this point both girls’ eyes were focused on
their connected soles. After a long comparison, Paula fought
the idea that the two of them had perfectly matched feet.
But her eyes were telling her that they were identical.
Paula was becoming quite frustrated with thought that this
blonde bitch could very well be her equal in every aspect,
or even possibly beating her feminine status.
As the two girls pressed the bottoms of their feet together,
Paula could feel the hot moist heat of Meagan's foot
penetrating her knee-high sock. The pressure increased
between their feet as each one started pushing against the
other. Harder and harder they pressed trying to force the
other’s foot back. They used their tightly entwined legs to
keep themselves together in sort of a pulling and pushing
contest. After several minutes their foot battle seemed to
be a complete stalemate. The bottom of Paula's foot was
burning hot from the pressure. Her foot started to squirm
against Meagan's yet she kept the pressure tight between
them. Meagan's foot responded in kind and soon the bottoms
of two girls' feet were grinding and pushing away at each
Another battle between their tightly entwined legs erupted
as they started slipping and sliding them up and down
against each other. All the grinding and rubbing of their
smooth socks was creating a whispering noise that came close
to alerting the other students. This battle continued until
the bell rang. Neither one had given in even an inch to the
other. Once again Paula had it in her mind to confront
Meagan out in the hallway after class but there were too
many teachers standing around, making it impossible. She
quickly lost Meagan in the crowded hallways.
As Paula lay in bed that night she started to think about
what a long drawn out battle she could possibly have ahead
of her. She was preparing to take this to the next level.
The next morning the two met up in front of their locker.
This time there was not a lot of confrontation due to a few
teachers hanging around the hallways. Only a brief argument
over locker space and a few nasty looks were exchanged.
Paula decided to skip her first period class in order to do
a little spying on Meagan. She knew Meagan's first period
class was physical education from finding her class schedule
in their locker. She sneaked her way into the shower room
while the girls were out in the gym. She quickly started
searching to find the answer to a question that had been
haunting her since day one. There were no real lockers in
the shower room just open stalls to hang their belongings.
She found one of Meagan's school folders with her name on
it. She also recognized her shoes sitting on a shelf in the
locker stall. There before her hung the answer to the
question she desperately needed to know. It was Meagan's
She reached up and pulled down the white lacy garment
searching for the tag, 36 DD was what she read. She quickly
removed her own shirt and then proceeded to take her bra
off. She then proceeded to swap bras with Meagan. After
pressing her breast into the cups of her rival's bra she
fastened the clasp. She started thrusting her chest in and
out comparing the tightness to her own bra. She couldn't
believe the fit. It was as if she were wearing one of her
own bras. She sat down on the bench and leaned back against
the wall. She closed her eyes and concentrated on feeling
the cups of Meagan's bra with her tits feeling the size and
shape, searching for contours that Meagan's breasts might
have worn into the bra. She started to fantasize about
Meagan and her fighting tit-to-tit while wearing each
Paula was quickly brought back to reality when she heard the
shower room door open. She must have briefly fallen asleep
in order for that much time to pass. She grabbed her blouse
and hid around the corner. All the girls came in and started
stripping their clothes off heading for the showers. Paula
waited until the coast was clear. She peaked inside the
shower stall and got a full frontal view of Meagan's tits.
She had her eyes closed and was washing her hair out. Paula
studied the blonde's hard nipples trying to measure them up
against her own.
Other girls started to come out of the showers causing Paula
to make a break for it. During Paula's second period class
she started to hear a rumor that Meagan was spreading about
her. Apparently the blonde had managed to make it deeper
into the brunette's personal life and the two of them were
now dating the same guy. His name was Tom. Meagan went out
with him last night and apparently they ended up making out.
Meagan was spreading the rumor that Tom had said she was a
much better kisser that Paula.
Paula was once again furious. No matter where she turned
this bitch seemed to be right in her face. Paula took it
upon herself to spread a rumor of her own. She passed on
that she had talked to Tom after their date and he told her
that kissing Meagan was like kissing a dirty dishrag. Paula
wasn't so much concerned about Tom as she was about this
bitch trying to outdo her every time she turned around.
It didn't take long for the rumor to get back to Meagan. As
Paula stood in front of her locker exchanging books for her
3rd class, Meagan came up behind her and gave her a chest
bump. Paula quickly turned around and once again the two
"What's this rumor you've been spreading about me?" Meagan
"Don't you mean the rumor you've been spreading about me?"
Shot back Paula smirking with the idea that they were now
wearing each other's bras.
"Its no rumor bitch, it's the truth!" the Blonde shouted.
"Please don't try and bullshit me, slut. I wrote the book on
French kissing!" The brunette stated.
"That's not what Tom tells me, he told me you don't swap
enough spit for his taste." replied Meagan.
"Bitch my kiss is wetter and deeper than yours will ever
be!" stated Paula as she pressed in harder against Meagan.
"Then how about you and I settle this with a girl-to-girl
kiss fight?" suggested Meagan and she, too, pressed in
harder against the brunette.
At the moment of Meagan's challenge Paula noticed the blonde
had brought her hips in and was pressing her pubic bone
firmly against her own. Paula couldn't believe that this
bitch had beaten her at taking their war to the next level.
"A kiss fight and pubic bone contact certainly out-does a
secret bra swap." Paula thought to herself, “But not enough
to make her back down.” She slowly applied increasing
pressure between their pubic bones and tits.
"I'll teach you what swapping spit is all about bitch."
"You’d better have lots of it slut!" growled Meagan.
For a moment the two girls just stood there glaring into
each other’s eyes, hands on their hips, pressing together
tit-to-tit and pubic bone to pubic bone breathing hot moist
breath across each other's lips.
The bell rang indicating class was about to start. Meagan
pulled back and said, "We’ll finish this later, bitch!"
During Paula's next class she noticed that her panties had
become moist after her pubic bone contact with Meagan. The
more she thought about the tight connecting pressure between
them, the wetter she got. Thinking about the two of them
locked in a kissing fight wasn't helping any either. She
noticed herself drooling out the corner of her mouth as she
thought about it. This would be no ordinary kiss. It was
going to be a fight.
Their paths did not cross again until it was time for
English class. When Paula entered the room she spotted
Meagan already sitting at her desk. As she took her seat she
noticed a note on her desk. She turned it over and read it.
"Let's meet after school!" She looked over at Meagan who was
licking her glossy lips while glaring back at her. A small
amount of saliva was dripping from the corner of her mouth.
Paula glared back and licked her own lips leaving a thick
trail of saliva across them.
As the teacher handed out their assignments Meagan and Paula
were giving it their best to intimidate each other. Their
shoes immediately came off and their legs stretched their
way out into the aisle and this time both were wearing white
knee-high stockings. Once again, their feet locked together
in a foot war. At one time they had turned completely into
the aisle facing each other. They had both the soles of
their feet pressing together but were unable to do any
serious pushing because their desks would just slide across
Eventually the bell rang ending the class. All the students
rustled out the door while Paula and Meagan
remained seated. The teacher asked them what they were
waiting for and they explained that they just wanted to
catch up on some homework. The teacher only hung around for
a few minutes then advised the girls not to stay too late.
Now alone, Paula reached into her backpack and pulled out a
stick of lip-gloss. She applied a thick satin finish across
her lips. She looked over at Meagan who was coating her own
lips to a deep lustrous shine.
"Are you ready to experience my kiss of death?" asked Paula.
"It will be my kiss that kills yours, Bitch!" replied
The two girls rose from their seats and stood facing one
another in their stockinged feet. They came together
pressing tit-to-tit. Their hips maneuvered into position
until pubic bone contact was made. For a moment they just
stood there staring wickedly into each other's eyes. Slowly
their faces moved in until their glossy lips lightly touched
and their sweet breath intermingled.
"My kiss is going to destroy your kiss, bitch!" whispered
"It will be my kiss that destroys yours, slut!" replied
Their words caused their lips to gently rub. They came
together and kissed, massaging their lips together. The kiss
only lasted a couple of seconds. They pulled back locking
eyes. They kissed again but this time with more aggression,
deeply massaging their glossy lips together. Ten seconds
later they broke apart again, locking eyes. Meagan brought
her hands up to shoulder height and spread her fingers
"Let's tongue fight, Bitch!" She said and stuck her wet
Paula's hands came up and she tightly interlaced her fingers
with Meagan's. Her tongue came out and she touched the tip
to Meagan's tongue. The two started to flick them back and
forth. More and more of their tongues came into play until
they were wildly slashing and twirling them together. They
stood nose to nose with their eyes wide open, locked
together with the look of hate. Bodies pressed tightly
together. Tongues reaching out as far a possible while
corkscrewing together. At times the twirling would stop.
Their tongues would get caught up in a position where one
would be trying to force the other off to the side, while
the other tongue would counter resist. These little episodes
would last several seconds as they tested each other's
After several minutes of tongue battle Paula finally pulled
"Alright let’s see how you are at swapping spit, Bitch!" she
yelled and then plunged her wide-open mouth onto Meagan's.
The blonde met the brunette with her own wide-open mouth and
the two girls rammed their tongues deep into each other.
They pressed in harder, hands still locked and tits mashed
together, pubic bones crushing into one another still
glaring hatefully at each other from the corner of their
eyes. Their mouths quickly filled with girl-girl spit.
Meagan increased the already tight pressure between them
causing Paula's head to tilt back. This caused her to
stumble back a bit. The brunette charged forward pushing the
blonde back and the two started to stumble around the room.
At this point the two girls were putting every ounce of all
their strength into the kiss fight. Yet there seemed to be
no apparent winner. The strength of their kiss seemed to be
equal. Their tongues were mixing so much of their spit
together that it was dripping from their chins. For what
seemed like hours the two girls remained locked together in
a tongue kissing, spit swapping, duel. Neither one showed
any signs of giving up.
Suddenly, the door to the classroom started to rattle. The
two girls narrowly escaped their tight embrace as the
teacher walked into the room. "What are you two still doing
here?" he questioned with authority. "You two should be home
doing your homework!" he stated.
The girls’ swollen mouths were covered in each other's spit.
They quickly gathered their things and as they were walking
out the door, the teacher called Paula back into the room.
He sat her down and gave her an hour-long lecture about her
grades. He went on and on about a straight A student
receiving C's. Paula knew that Meagan would not have waited
an hour for her to finish their fight.
The next day the two girls met up in front of their locker.
As they stood tit to tit, they could sense each had gained a
little bit of respect for the other. But there was also a
signal being passed between them that this was far from
over. The two didn't seem too involved with seeking the
other out as the day wore on. In fact they didn't meet up
again until 5th period class and at the end of the class
neither one sought to confront the other. However they did
engage in another foot and leg fight, this time both were
wearing black knee-high stockings as they fought. Neither
was about to give in by showing the other she was not able
to fight. This was becoming a ritual. If one were to back
down now, it would mean admitting they were susceptible to
Now that the weekend was here Paula decided to double her
exercise routines. She used the vision of her and Meagan
locked in a tight tit-to-tit embrace to give her the drive
and determination for such vigorous workout sessions. She
spent hours over the weekend running, biking, and lifting
By the time Monday came around she was feeling pretty good.
Before heading off to school Paula packed a few extra pairs
of panties. She was wetting them quite regularly with the
thought of beating Meagan. By the time she got to school,
she damn near needed to change them. It was like someone had
opened up the floodgates on her.
Her tits were feeling extra hard as she met up with Meagan
in front of their locker. They stood together and pressed
"Ready for a new week?" asked Meagan.
"Never been more ready!" stated Paula.
They locked eyes for a moment. Paula sensed a bit more
energy coming from the blonde. Seconds later Meagan slid off
the brunette and headed off for class. Paula needed to
change her panties right then and there. She looked around
to make sure no one was watching. She pulled her soaking wet
panties off and slipped on a dry pair. She tucked the wet
panties into her backpack, closed the locker, and then
headed off for class.
After third period Paula stopped off at her locker to
exchange books. It appeared someone had been rummaging
through her backpack. After checking to see if anything was
missing, she noticed that the white panties she was wearing
earlier were missing. It was only obvious that it was
Meagan. She started to search through the blonde's backpack.
She came across a few pairs of panties stashed in the side
pocket. One black pair in particular was soaking wet. After
searching the entire locker she could only come up with one
conclusion. Meagan was hiding them.
She took it upon herself to hide Meagan's panties in the
same place she knew the blonde was hiding hers. She pulled
down the panties she was wearing from her hips. She then
took Meagan's wet black panties and stepped into them. She
pulled them up into her crotch and just about came as she
felt the wet panties press into her pussy. She was barely
able to make it to her next class without the juices running
down her legs.
By the time fifth period came around Paula had cum in
Meagan's panties at least three times. The two gave each
other a look that seemed to confirm their panty exchange.
Paula stretched out her black knee-high stockinged leg as
Meagan stretched out her white knee-high stockinged legs.
Just as they were about to engage in another leg war, Meagan
raised her hand to be excused to the ladies room. Paula took
this opportunity, and in less than a minute, raised her hand
to be excused to the ladies room.
When Paula walked into the bathroom Meagan was waiting for
her. Immediately the two charged each other and smacked
together tit to tit. Both reached up and latched onto each
other’s hair at the sides of their faces. Their mouths were
snarling and dripping with saliva. Eyebrows twisted inward
as the two became locked in a wicked glare. They reached out
and bit each other's lips, neither one letting go. Their
faces were angled slightly, causing Paula's left eye and
Meagan's right eye to peer directly into each other. In
fact, so close that their eye lashes mingled. Their mascara
caused them to stick together. They stumbled around the room
out of control.
Suddenly a teacher's voice yelled out. "What's going on in
The two girls were busted for fighting and sent to the
office. The two were separated and lectured. Next time they
would get detention and they were then sent home for the
rest of the day.
As the two stood together tit-to-tit in front of their
locker the next day Meagan spit across Paula's lips. The
brunette spit back.
"You think those tits of yours are pretty hot shit don't
you?" shouted the blonde.
"Hotter than yours, bitch." replied Paula.
"You think they can hold up to mine, slut?" spat out Meagan.
"I think they would destroy yours!" stated Paula.
Meagan then brought her arms up and wrapped them around the
brunette. "What if we were to squeeze them together?" asked
Meagan as she started applying a tight squeeze on Paula.
Paula simply wrapped her arms tightly around the Blonde.
"They would have no problem pressing yours flat!" stated
Paula as she squeezed back. The two stood briefly locked in
each other's arms until an approaching teacher caused them
"There's no class during 4th period in the Music Room. This
will give us a whole hour to find out who's got the best
tits." stated Meagan.
"You’re on, bitch!" growled Paula.
As Meagan turned to walk away she glanced back and said, "By
the way, bras and panties."
After second period Paula found herself needing a change of
panties. She was surprised when she opened her locker door
to see a pair of Meagan's white lacy panties on display. The
panties were wet with Meagan's sex. It was becoming obvious
this bitch enjoyed this kind of fighting as much as she did.
She quickly pulled down her panties and slipped into
Meagan's. She left her own panties on display inside the
After her next class she made a return trip to her locker.
The panties were gone. She quickly made her way to the Music
Room to find Meagan waiting.
"For a minute I thought you were too scared to show up."
"Don't make me laugh. Scared of you, huh?" replied Paula.
"Just wait till I squeeze the life right out of those little
titties of yours." stated Meagan as she started to remove
"Little?" Paula shouted. "My tits are going to burst those
weak sacks of yours!"
The two had now stripped down to bras, panties, and
knee-high stockings. Both had on white lacy bras. Paula had
on black knee-high stockings and Meagan's white panties.
Meagan had on white knee-high stockings and Paula's black
panties. The two came together and stopped as their tits
came into contact. They started brushing their tits back and
forth across each other. Their lacey bras hissed in anger as
they rubbed. Hard nipples were protruding through the silky
material, brazing sharply as they passed back and forth.
Arms came up and around each other, one arm under and one
arm over, so they both had the same hold on each other.
They both looked down and started comparing cleavage. In
their minds neither could tell which set was fuller or
firmer. This test would hopefully answer the question for
both of them. They looked up and locked eyes.
"Hope you enjoy wearing my underwear." Meagan said as she
connected pubic bones with Paula.
"Not as much as you enjoy wearing mine." stated Paula as she
increased the pressure.
Tighter and tighter they squeezed. Tits smashing tits, pubic
bone crushing pubic bone. They held each other for what
seemed like an eternity. Never once did their eyes part.
Their 36 DD's seemed to be a perfect match for one another,
neither one being able to tell which set was more
overpowering. On and on they continued to crush their bodies
together. Sweat formed across their foreheads as their
strength slowly weakened. For one hour they managed to
squeeze their bodies together with neither one giving in.
When they heard the bell ring they released each other like
a set of boxers in the ring. Quickly they jumped into their
clothes, finishing just in time, as a herd of students
entered the room. They would meet again during 5th period
class. Fifth period class gave the two girls a chance to
really feel the affects of their hour-long squeeze. Paula
felt like her tits had formed a new shape. Her pubic bone
was throbbing and feeling like it was still being crushed
against Meagan's. Yet that didn't stop her from battling the
blonde with her feet and
legs during 5th period class. Meagan was called off to the
office just before class ended.
Paula went in search of her after school, but came up empty
handed. When Paula opened the door to her locker the next
morning, a black and white lacey wad of material was on
display. It had a note attached to it; "Let’s fuckfight!"
After closer examination, Paula could tell it was two pairs
of entwined panties, one pair being hers, the other pair
Meagan's. The crotches were stuck together from each others
dried cum. In front of her know was definitely the ultimate
It wasn't until history class that the two came into contact
with each other. This time the two had removed their socks
and went at it barefoot. Their soft soles were pressing and
rubbing together. Perfect toes were
mashing and interlocking. This barefoot fight seemed to
represent the fight soon to come.
As class ended Meagan directed Paula to the Music Room where
she arranged the battleground. Wrestling mats had been
brought in for the occasion. Soon the two stood in front of
each other naked for the first time. Their eyes seemed to be
fixated on each other's firm womanly body. They stepped
together and locked eyes.
"This is where one woman proves herself to be better than
the other woman and that woman is going to be me." stated
"In your dreams, bitch, this is where I take you down."
The two stepped together until they were nipple to nipple.
Meagan glanced down and said, "I know you've been dying to
test your nipples against mine. Go ahead. Just try and bend
mine with yours" she stated.
"You are going to be extremely disappointed when your
nipples yield to mine, bitch!" replied Paula.
They brought their lengthy pink nips together and started
flicking them across one another.
"Can you feel mine bending yours?" Meagan asked.
"That's mine you feel bending yours." stated Paula.
They slowed the flicking down and set their nipples in side
by side. To their amazement the two sets of nipples where
identical in length and size. They turned off to the side,
opposite one another, and let their nipples strike ever so
slowly across one another. They watched them bend equally
across each other until the very tips flicked apart. They
momentarily locked eyes with a look of disgust. Focusing
back on their nipples they lined them up tip to tip. Slowly
they pushed forward causing them to disappear into a
mountain of flesh. Arms came up and tightly wrapped around
each other. Once again eyes locked.
"Can you feel my nipples pushing your nipples back, bitch?"
"That's my nipples you feel pushing your nipples back,
slut." replied Meagan.
With that the two girls brought their pubic bones together,
light and dark pubic hair tangled for the first time. They
started to scrape their hairs against each other causing a
harsh abrasive sound to fill the room.
"Bitch, I'm going to grind the hairs right off your pussy!"
shouted out Meagan.
"You're the one that's going to leave bald, slut!" replied
They tightened their embrace. Legs started to entwine as
their mouths came together in a deep kiss. Tighter and
tighter they squeezed the full nakedness of their bodies
together, tits crushing tits. Pussies parted and finally
touched causing them to shudder. They lost their balance and
went crashing to the ground, the impact causing them to fall
apart. Sitting across from each other they stretched their
legs out and connected the soles of their bare feet. They
spread their legs wide.
Paula started massaging her pussy, spreading it open for
Meagan to see.
"My cunt is going to eat your cunt alive, bitch!" she
"My cunt is the one that will be swallowing your cunt,
slut!" replied Meagan as she held her pussy lips open.
They started pushing together and their legs spread out.
Their feet came apart and they placed one leg over and one
leg under their rival's. Inching forward they came together
cunt-to-cunt. There was a wet smacking sound as they
connected like a kiss. Their legs and arms wrapped around
each other as the pressure increased. They glared hatefully
into each other's eyes as they felt the insides of their
pussies rubbing together.
"Let’s bring our clits out and make them fight each other!"
yelled out Meagan.
"Let's entwine our clits and let them destroy one another!"
Suction started to form between their cunts, pulling their
lengthy clits out to tangle. More and more pressure was
applied until their clits were laced together in a tight
braid. Lips came together and sealed. Tongues gave each
other spit baths as they rolled together deep inside each
other's mouth. A mutual orgasm rocked their bodies. Girl cum
was being mixed together while it was injected deep into
each other cunt. The fuckfight went on, orgasm after orgasm.
The end was near when Paula started to feel her cunt being
sucked into Meagan's.