"You'd best keep your smartsmouth shut, Liz. If not, I might just bust that magical nose of yours," Barbara shot back as she adjusted her bikini top. She looked around at the other party guests and realized that everyone had stopped frozen in their tracks watching the two beautiful actresses intently. An instant before, the outdoor party had been in full swing with loud upbeat music, dancing, chit-chat and booze flowing freely. A motley concoction of Hollywood revelers including directors, actors, actresses and producers; some dressed elegantly and others in bathing suits had gathered for dancing, swimming and splashing but mostly, of course, enjoying each others company - swingin' sixties style!

Barbara (aka Jeannie in "I Dream of Jeannie") had a little too much to drink as had Elizabeth (aka Samantha in "Bewitched"). Their verbal taunting and sparring had begun earlier in the evening but at this late hour it was fast building to an epic confrontation. Both women were TV legends in their own right; both gorgeous and both fiesty spitfires. Barbara wore a sexy, cleavage-displaying bikini that reminded everyone of her "I Dream of Jeannie" costume and Elizabeth had on a tight, clingy low-cut dress with a high hem that offered a fantastic view of her long, sexy legs.

"Honey if you don't quit bugging me," Liz snapped. "I'm gonna rip that blonde hair out by its brunette roots...and I won't need to use magic to do it!" She moved unsteadily toward Barbara who had stood up only a few feet away.

"That does it, take this!" SPLASH. "Uhhhhhh!" The angry blonde lunged forward and threw her drink in Elizabeths face.

"Argggh!" Liz screamed, mad as a wet hen as she grabbed for Barbara's hair, pushing the smaller blonde backward across the pool deck.

"CATFIGHT!" Someone's excited scream got everyones attention, as did the loud screaming and cussing of the two now-furious contenders.

"I'll kill you!" "I'm gonna scratch your eyes out bitch!" "Ouch! Let go!" "Stop that!" "I'm gonna strip you naked!"

Threats were exchanged as they reeled around, tearing each others hair, scratching, clawing, punching, kicking and cussing!

"Now I gotcha you stupid witch," Barbara snarled as she grabbed Liz's hair and slammed her back into the edge of a table. As Liz was bent backward, Barbara fired her knee up into Liz's crotch. Liz gasped and doubled over, allowing Barbara to get a good hold on her as she wrestled her around and forced her backward onto another table. Barbara's fingers latched onto Liz's throat as she leaned over her with one leg raised, her knee on the table as she pressed down on Liz trying to choke her. Several lucky nearby observers moved in to stare down the front of Barbara's top at her huge beautiful bulging breasts which threatened to burst out of her bikini top at any second.

BAM! BAM! BAM! Liz's arms flailed wildly as her head was banged repeatedly on the table as her own firm breasts slowly begain to bulge out the top of the black lace bra which had become fully visible under her torn dress.

"You're not gonna win this time," Liz gasped as she finally got a handful of Barbara's hair with one hand while her other hand searched for something- anything - vulnerable and tender she could grab onto to turn the fight around.

"ARGHHHHH!" Barbara's agonized bellow signaled Liz's success as her long, strong, fingers found Barbara's left breast and squeezed hard, manicured fingernails digging deep into the large, smooth, beautifully firm mound. A hard, energetic twist of her torso and a pelvic thrust as Barbara's weight shifted in response to the painful attack eased the pressure on Liz's throat. Releasing her hair hold but maintaining her boob squeezing, Liz put Barbara's face in a perfect face claw, her large hand covering the smaller blondes entire face as her fingers and thumb dug into the temples.

"I'm gonna teach you a lesson you'll remember the rest of your life, blondie," Liz snarled as she whipped Barbara around and maneuvered herself on top of the screaming blonde. Liz dug her fingers into Barbara's beautiful head, driving her head backward down onto the hard table top several times, then she launched a double....no, make that a triple... attack!! "Anybody wanna see a witch beat a Jeannie?" Liz laughed.

"Aurgggh....Yieeee! Ouch....oh no, let go! AWUHHHHHH!" Barbara was all groans, moans, gasps and whimpered pleas as Liz slammed her knee into her crotch several times, each impact sending ripples all the way up Barbara's body to her breasts and down her thighs. Once Liz had Barbara softened up, she held her knee in place and started a slow, painful pubic grind. Barbara's hands lost their grip on Liz's neck and dropped to her waist, desperately trying to push Liz's knee away from her aching pussy. Liz, however, reached up and pushed both hands up under the blondes bikini top, grabbed Barbara's full breasts and squeezed hard; twisting the entire breast as her thumb and forefinger crushed her hard erect nipples. The suddenly overwhelming, 'top and bottom' pain was all too much for Barbara!

"Oh gawwwwwd, please stop...nomoreyouwin, Liz," Barbara babbled. "Youwinyouwinyouwin....let me gooooo pleaseeeee?"

"Aw lookie, never seen sweet little Jeannie in such a bad pinch," someone chirped cheerfully.

"Yeah, bet she wishes she could just pop back into a bottle and hide," a hard-eyed woman laughed.

Barbara's beautiful eyes were blinded by tears pain and anger. Her hands desperately tried to pry Liz's talons away from her breasts and even as she babbled out her surrender and submission, she vowed revenge.

"Learned your lesson, huh woman?" Liz sneered. "You know your place now, right?"

"Y...ye....yes....oh yessss," the beaten blonde whimpered.

Barbara felt Liz's fingers slip from her breasts, raise her knee and start to get off her pain-numb, but oh, so beautiful, body.

"See everybody," Liz said, running her fingers through her disheaveled hair. "We witches finish first because we're so..Yieawhhh!"

The blow felt like a sledgehammer slamming into the boasting beauties ribcage. Then Liz's scalp erupted with the lava of fiery pain, her neck exploded at the same time as her stomach. The angry Barbara had only started her angry barrage; first a punch to her cocky rivals ribs followed by a vicious hair pull and a head-snapping neckt twist. The ferocious punch to Liz's stomach doubled her over and took her breath away, leaving her bent over, gasping and very, very vulnerable.

"You're gonna see why blondes DO have more fun," Barbara snipped as she reached over Liz’s head, grabbed the back of her dress and RIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPP! The erotic sound of an elegant dress being torn off a luscious body rent the night air.

"Look, she's stripping her," a highly observant partier observed; a brilliantly accurate and timely analysis!

"Nooooo! My dress…my beautiful dress,” Liz moaned. “Stop it, you're ruining it, nooooo!"

Ripppppp! “Help!” Rippppp! “Stop!” Slap! Slap! Slap!

Liz's pleas and screams went unheeded as Barbara ripped her dress to shreds and slapped her senseless; knocking Liz backward over tables, chairs and even into the laps of a few lucky party-goers.

"Now who's got who?" Barbara hissed as she grabbed a desperately fleeing, screaming bra and panty clad Liz by the back of her hair, turned her around and drove her fist in just below her naval. Liz’s knees dipped and she almost fell. Barbara slipped around behind Liz, reached over her shoulder and grabbed her under the chin, bent her backward and slammed her knee up into her lower back.

"Arghhhh! aieeee! let goooo…uhhhhhh!" Liz moaned as she struggled and squirmed ineffectively.

"My turn now," Barbara laughed as she slipped her free hand around to cup Liz's left breast, squeezing hard through the thin bra. Liz shrieked in agony when Barbara captured her erect nipple and pinched. “Yeawihhhh!”

Barbara changed strategy in a split second when she released both holds, spun Liz around and fired a punch to her jaw, sending her staggering backward with her arms hanging limp at her sides. The blonde darted in, unsnapped her bra and ripped it off before Liz even knew what was happening.

"What the….Noooooo!" Too late Liz reacted, and ended up topless with a red face as her erect nipples stiffened in the cool air.

"I hear witches don't like water,’ Barbara laughed. “That true, Liz honey? Let’s see, you wanna go for a swim?"

Barbara charged her topless rival, drove her shoulder into her chest and after a brief struggle that included Liz beating her fists on the blondes back and Barbara slamming her fists low into Liz’s stomach to take her breath away Liz became a lot more docile. In fact, once Barbara stood Liz up and gave her a series of hard slaps to the face and breasts, Liz was downright submissive!! "Noooooooo," she pleaded as Barbara marched her toward the pool.

In a last ditch effort to avert complete humiliation, Liz grabbed wildly and caught her hands in Barbara's top.

"What? Oh heck, you can have it," Barbara shouted as she bent Liz over and put her foot on the tall brunette’s ass; giving her a hard push that sent Liz flying headfirst into the pool. Barbara didn’t give the fact that her top went with her a second thought. Cheers erupted from the excited guests who seemed to be equally divided in their hungry stares at the two topless beauties.

"Aieeee…help! stop it! somebody help me….pleaseeeee!" Liz's frantic screams went unheeded as everyone just stood around and watched with amusement as Liz desperately fought to escape her new attackers: Shelley Winters, Raquel Welch and Sophia Loren.