Behind the scenes of their interviews, Ant &
Dec have told Melissa of the ridicule and abuse Cat dishes out
to her. Thus when Cat is sent to LA by her normal employer, MTV,
to cover an awards ceremony, it is suggested that she tag on an
interview with Melissa (at her suggestion). As a reward, Melissa
offers a live video feed back to the UK for Ant & Dec to watch,
none of which Cat knows about.....
The fight
"Well Melissa, I've heard from Ant & Dec
what a hot babe you are, until its made me puke. Frankly all I
see is a skanky blonde slut who has a TV career based upon talking
to a stuffed cat! This is a bit rich coming from a second rate
whore who boasts about how much she can get in her mouth. Maybe
this is how you advanced your career!"
"You fucking ho," Cat snarled. "You're
going to regret that, when I've finished with your fat arse, people
will mistake you for Salem!"
"Big talk from a British slut. I've taken down
Jennifer Anniston and your going down big time!" sneered
Melissa as she stood up and moved her chair out of the way.
Cat did the same before returning to face Melissa
in the now empty space. Both women's hands are curled like talons
as they start to warily circle. Back in the UK, Ant & Dec
are transfixed in front of a TV screen.
They started by lashing out with their hands and
gradually got close enough to begin grappling. As they tussled
they got closer still as they were able to reach out and sink
their fingers into one anothers hair. Their lean bodies start
to slap together and their legs become entwined in the heat of
struggle. Without intending too, this heaving mass of flesh overbalanced
and fell to the floor causing the two fighters to break apart.
By the time they had recovered, they both realised
that their opponent was still within arms reach. It was Cat who
pounced first and scrambled to be atop Melissa and resume the
hair pulling. But Melissa was able to turn Cat's momentum to her
own advantage and rolled Catherine over so that she was on her
back before she knew what had happened. With both hands in each
others hair they tugged and strained alternately grunting and
squealing with the effort and pain.
Catherine tried to roll Melissa over to reverse the
hold, but the star of the Teenage Witch was having none of this
and spread her legs either side of Cat's body. Having achieved
a position of dominance, Melissa adjusted her position so that
she was able to lift her upper body from Cat's as much as the
lower woman's hair pulling would allow. Melissa then let go of
Cat's hair and clamped both her hands over her mouth and nose.
Cat's relief at the end of the pain in her scalp
was swept away by a wave of panic at Melissa's smother. She had
heard whispered stories of Melissa's prowess at being able suffocate
opponents into submission. It was entirely natural, therefore,
for Catherine to panic and try to rip aside the hands that blocked
her air passages. But it was a mistake as not only were Melissa's
hands tightly in place, but letting go of her hair allowed Miss
Hart to sit upright as well as using up the air in her lungs.
"What's that cunt? You'll have to speak up I
can't hear you surrender!" mocked Melissa from her position
of dominance.
Cat reached up clamped her hands over Melissa's breasts,
snugly encased behind the silken dress. When she realised that
the American TV star wasn't wearing a bra (which somehow didn't
surprise her) she sunk her fingers in. It brought the reward of
a pained grimace on Melissa's face. This attack can as a surprise
to Melissa, partly because of her own self confidence and partly
because she hadn't rated Miss Catherine Deeley at all.
As much as she wanted suffocate Cat, she didn't know
how much breast squeezing that she could handle and reluctantly
broke the smothering attack to defend her breasts. As Cat gulped
down air, despite having Melissa sat on her stomach, she eased
up on her breast squeezing so that Melissa had no problem in removing
her hands. Melissa raised her backside and slammed it down on
Cat's stomach causing her to groan loudly.
But Cat turned the tables by bending Melissa's right
hand back painfully. Melissa's screeched with pain and a tirade
of expletives. She tried to break free, but Cat's hold was tight
and she was able to use it to make Melissa slide off of her to
the right. Melissa reached out with her other hand and took hold
of Cat's light brown hair, if only to remind her that she was
still in the fight. They both started to lash out with their booted
feet, but were only in a position to make contact with one anothers
boots which caused minimal pain. Cat used her spare hand to take
hold of the front of Melissa's dress and started to pull. This
got Miss Hart's attention and she stopped pulling Catherine's
hair and instead started to tug on the front Cat's cropped top.
The sound of mutual ripping started within seconds
as at first the two articles of clothing became misshapen and
then started to give way. With painfully slowness, at least to
the audience back in the UK, one of Melissa's firm breasts, complete
with stiff nipple, came into view. Then a rip appeared in Cat's
top and as it grew it became clear that she wasn't wearing a bra
either as a growing amount of flesh came into sight.
Whilst both women had intended to disrobe the other,
they hadn't planned on it happening quite so early on. Cat broke
first and let go of Melissa's wrist and roll away. But not before
Melissa was able to lash out with her left foot and painfully
kick Cat in the backside. Melissa scrambled up, but as she stood
up, trying to massage her aching right wrist her dress slipped
down revealing both of her breasts in all their glory. Rather
than be hindered by the dress, Melissa reached back and undid
the zip sufficiently that the item dropped to the floor revealing
skimpy white lace underwear. Cat was also standing up by now and
realised that what was left of her top wasn't worth keeping so
she also discarded it.
Now both topless, the two women eyed each others
bare chests with malevolent intent, before closing in and starting
to circle arms spread wide. They both wanted to get to grips with
the other but were unsure about how to do so to the best advantage.
Melissa leapt forward first wrapping her arms round Catherine's
shoulders and taking a two handed hold on the back of her opponents
hair.
Their bodies pressed up against one another, breast
against breast and nipple versus nipple. Cat squealed with pain
and embarrassment as Melissa's slightly larger breasts began to
overpower hers. She hooked her arms under Melissa's and started
to wrap the American's blonde hair round her fingers.
Miss Joan Hart squealed with pain and responded by
pushing forward with her breasts. But this just masked her real
intent and she slide her hand down Cat's spine, scraping her nails
as she did so, until she reached the waist band of the denim mini
skirt. The pain from Melissa's scratches alerted Cat to what she
was hoping to do and she tried to retreat. But Melissa was having
none of this and every time a gap appeared between them, the star
of the Teenage Witch pushed on. Cat repositioned one of her hands
reaching round to try and pull Melissa's face to one side by her
nose.
This attack, however painful to Melissa, didn't stop
her unhooking the clasp that held Cat's mini skirt in place and
the next time Miss Deeley stepped back in search of relief, the
skirt slid down to her legs, over her boots and settled round
her ankles revealing her red panties.
"You dirty blonde slag, trying to undress me
are you!" hissed Cat.
"My, my Catherine you aren't normally so shy
about showing off your body like a cheap slut!"
Cat stopped mauling Melissa's face and brought her
hand down. As she attempted yet another retreat, she drove a fist
upwards into the underside of Melissa's right breast. Now Melissa
screamed as a wave of pain wracked her body. She slumped forward
onto Cat and it was only her experience from previous fights the
prevented her collapsing. Cat wasn't slow to take advantage of
this by hooking a foot round Melissa's left ankle and pushing
her blonde opponent, with the net effect that the American fell
to the floor on her back. Back in the UK Ant & Dec groaned
at this development, as whilst they may have shared a TV show
with Cat, they were most definitely in Miss Joan Hart's camp.
Although winded, Melissa had sufficient presence
of mind to lash out with her feet at the British star, if only
to remind her that this was still a catfight. More by accident
than by aimed intent, the sole of Melissa's left boot painfully
connected with Cat's knee, who howled with pain as her leg gave
way instantly. Her discomfort was enhanced as she dropped heavily
to her knees. Melissa wasn't slow to follow up this attack and
with Cat being side on to her, she was able to spread her legs
(a sight which excited the UK audience) so that the British woman
was caught in a scissors. Cat's automatic reaction was to try
and force Melissa's legs apart, and whilst this did bring some
temporary relief, it didn't free her. Melissa tried to reach up
and grab hold of Cat's hair but without success, so she applied
more pressure through the scissors hold.
Catherine twisted her body, which increased her discomfort,
so that she was looking down on Melissa's smiling face. But the
smile was soon wiped from the American's face as Cat dug her finger's
into Melissa's thighs, pinching and scratching. Melissa tried
to hold back, but the pain was just to much and she shouted out
her anguish. When she started to use her hands to protect herself,
Cat changed tactics and started to rain blows down on her legs.
Reluctantly Melissa broke her scissors hold and started
to try and drag herself away from Cat. But Miss Deeley was having
none of this and fell forward in an attempt to pin her American
opponent. Melissa wasn't able to get out of the way as Cat landed
on top of her but instinctively she did take hold of her hair
as her head had landed just above her breasts. Cat tried to move
her face away from the pungent sweaty aroma of Melissa's breasts,
but the hair pulling held her in place. As Melissa's long blonde
hair was out of reach, Cat instead drove a couple of jabbing blows
into the American's exposed flank, causing her to grunt and groan
with pain. It also sufficiently distracted Melissa to weaken her
pulling of Cat's hair to allow the British TV star to reposition
herself so that their two bodies were more closely aligned.
It also provided Cat with an opportunity to bring
her hands up sink her fingers into Melissa's breasts. Although
the two combatants were closely pressed together, Cat was able
to slide her fingers between them to take a good hold on each.
Melissa screeched with pain and arched her back in an effort to
throw Cat clear of her, but to no avail. On the other side of
the Atlantic, Ant & Dec had become so excited by what they
were watching on TV that they both felt the need to remove their
jeans.
Melissa pulled back Cat's head and then moved one
hand to underneath the young British woman's chin and started
to push upwards. Now it was Miss Deeley's turn to use her mouth
to express pain and she moved her left hand up to defend herself.
But before she could do anything to help herself, Melissa had
used her hold and vast experience, to roll them both over so that
it was now she who was on top. She was then able, painfully, to
sit up astride Cat's waist and pull away the hands that were assaulting
her chest. The two women grappled in an awkward test of strength
and will. Melissa's dominant position enabled her lean forward
and push Cat's arms away from her body. All the while Cat was
struggling and thrashing to free herself from this potentially
terminal pin.
Suddenly Melissa broke off from the grappling and
instead clamped her hands on Cat's breasts, paying particularly
malevolent attention to the stiff, red nipples. As Melissa tried
to pull her nipples from her body, or so it felt to Catherine,
she started to scream with pain. She lashed out with her right
hand and caught the American a glancing blow on the cheek, which
although stinging, did not distract her. As the pain increased
Cat reached up and sunk her fingers into Melissa's breasts to
return the compliment. Melissa joined in the chorus of pain, but
knew that she had the advantage and that it was just a matter
of hanging on.
Although Cat had some satisfaction knowing that she
wasn't the only one being hurt, she also realised that the struggle
was unequal at present. It was when Melissa pressed her knees
against her sides that Cat realised that she needed to do something
quick. She tried to raise her upper body so that she could reach
up to pull Melissa down, but the Americans grip on her chest prevent
this. But Cat did see that Miss Joan-Hart's crotch might be vulnerable.
A new twist of pain in her chest convinced Catherine of her next
move.
She took her right hand away from Melissa's chest
and snaked it down the American's stomach before she realised
what was happening. As Cat manoeuvred her hand under Melissa's
panties and into her tangle of pubic hair, Melissa gasped with
surprise and pain. Ordinarily Melissa would have responded in
kind to this attack in kind, but on this occasion once the sense
of shock had passed, she realised that her own body position prevented
such retaliation. She did let go of Cat's left nipple and moved
the hand to try and protect herself. Initially she tried to pull
the British woman's hand away from her snatch, but when that failed
and brought no relief, she resorted to scratching Cat's arm. Although
this did hurt Catherine, she had the satisfaction of knowing that
Melissa was more interested in protecting herself than hurting
her.
As Cat's fingers became more enmeshed in Melissa's
minge, tugging and pulling hairs free, so Miss Joan Hart wanted
to break free. But Cat had the initiative and she didn't want
to lose it. She took her other hand away from Melissa's breast
and reached up and put her arm round her opponents neck. She then
used this hold to pull Melissa over, so that they rolled over
and she was now on top. She pulled her hand up and away from Melissa's
crotch, tearing some more hairs free, and clamped it across the
American's mouth.
"You really must get out a bit more often Melissa
darling. Look at all the cob webs that are clogging up your cunt!"
cackled Cat.
Melissa responded by bringing both her hands up,
as fists, into either side of Catherine's neck. Cat's air of triumph
was cut short and replaced with muted gurgling as she broke her
holds on her opponent and slowly slide to her right. Melissa did
not need a second invitation to break free and rolled away from
her opponent. When she knew she was a safe distance from her British
opponent, she got up onto her knees and started to massage her
burning minge. Even though she couldn't see it, her pussy was
feeling distinctly battered.
Meanwhile Cat had also gotten up onto her knees,
and after massaging her sore neck from where she had been punched.
"You dirty fucking slut Deeley," shouted
Melissa as amount of punishment her pussy had suffered became
apparent to her. "When I've finished with you, Ant and Dec
will need the start of this video to remember what you looked
like!"
"What are prattling on about you stupid American
slut?"
"Your fellow hosts are watching this back in
the UK. They were fed up with your antics and wanted me to kick
your butt!"
Melissa now started to advance towards Cat, lashing
out with her hands trying to grab hold of her British opponent.
Melissa got inside of Cat's arms and took hold of her hair, twisting
strands painfully around her fingers. Cat responded by taking
hold of Melissa's disheveled hair. Their sweaty bodies slapped
together, causing Cat to wince with pain as she breasts had suffered
more and were still very delicate.
Melissa managed to twist and throw Cat to the floor,
despite the pain of losing some strands of blonde hair as her
opponents hands were wrenched from her hair. Before Cat could
get up, Melissa planted both her hands firmly on her opponents
back so that she couldn't get up. All Cat could do was lash out
with her legs, which the American was able to avoid without difficulty.
Melissa then wrapped one hand with strands of light brown hair
and pulled the British woman up. When Cat was upright, Melissa
snaked her other hand round Catherine's stomach and took a handful
of already battered breast.
Melissa leaned forward and hissed nastily into Cat's
ear, "Pay back bitch!"
Melissa Joan Hart then pulled Cat up so they were
both standing and than let go of her hair and placed the hand
on Cat's other breast, and was rewarded with a torrent of expletives
and cries of anguish.
Despite the fierce pain she was suffering, Cat was
fired by the desire to ruin the UK audience's plans and enjoyment
of the fight and she started to push herself backwards. This took
Melissa completely by surprise, her mind already having turned
to how she would humiliate Catherine, and she fell backwards.
As she hit the floor, Cat landed on top of her pushed her still
breasts back into her chest. Now it was Melissa's turn to scream
in pain and be taken to the edge as tears welled up in her eyes.
She let go of Cat who was able to roll off of her opponent.
Just as Melissa was about to get up, she felt hands
roughly grab her by the hair and drag her across the floor. Although
she tried to struggle, she found herself lying across Catherine
at an angle. But despite being underneath, it was Cat who was
in the better position. She held Melissa's head over her breasts
to prevent further attacks. Whilst the American continued flapped,
Cat clamped one hand, still holding onto blonde hair over her
opponents mouth, and then used the other to seek out breast flesh
to squeeze.
Realising what was coming next, Melissa used her
left hand to reach out for Cat's crotch. Cat tried to desperately
move her lower body away, but Melissa managed to pull aside the
panties revealing a light brown minge. Instinctively Cat moved
the hand from Melissa's breast to protect her womanhood.
Whilst the British woman was pre-occupied with protecting
her pussy, Melissa used her other hand to rip aside the hand that
covered her mouth, despite the loss of some strands of hair. Now
free of constraints, Melissa rolled towards Cat's lower body,
her intent clear. But Catherine managed to hook her free hand
round the American's neck digging her fingers in. Despite the
strangled gurgle of pain, Melissa was able to bring both her hands
to bear on Cat's pussy.
Two hands against one led to the inevitable conclusion.
Melissa got a hand underneath Cat's red panties and took a vicious
grip of the short minge hair. Cat screamed as a tear rolled down
her cheek and arched her back in pain. But as the shock subsided,
she dug her fingers more deeply into Melissa's throat and she
started to choke.
Melissa was caught in the crux of a dilemma, she
needed to protect herself but she was burning with desire to hurt
Catherine. Whilst she struggled to do two things at once, the
Brit grabbed hold of the fringe of Melissa's hair, and with a
strength borne of the knowledge that she was on the edge of defeat,
pulled hard. Melissa's head was yanked back sharply and her thoughts
instantly turned to self protection. In doing so she stopped attacking
Cat's womanhood, and as she did so Cat pushed the American TV
stars head away from her body so that they broke apart.
While Melissa gasped for air, Cat massaged her hurt
twat and let out a cry of rage. Melissa was lying on her side
with her back to Catherine massaging her throat. Catherine swiveled
her body round, and as Melissa started to get up onto her hands
and knees, let fly with a vicious kick which connected solidly
with the American's backside. This was a bolt out of the blue
to Melissa and it sent her further away from her opponent. As
Melissa again struggled to collect herself Cat set off in pursuit.
As Melissa started to get up, Cat leapt forward onto
her back, knocking the American forward. As Melissa started to
try and get up, Cat repositioned herself so that she was sat astride
her lower back and used one hand to pull on her opponents blonde
hair. If this wasn't bad enough, as Melissa started to struggle
to free herself she felt a hand pass over her backside and again
plunge into her crotch. As Catherine's fingers plucked at short
curly hair, pinched and probed, it all became to much for Melissa
and she started to cry. As the American's struggles grew weaker
so her sobs increased as waves of pain and disturbing pleasure
swept her body. Catherine kept up her attacks until she was totally
convinced that Melissa had no more fight in her. After several
minutes Catherine stood up, her body bathed in sweat and her breasts
red from the mauling they had taken.
"Ant and Dec you're bastards! When I get hold
of you, you are dead!" she screamed as she walked out of
the arena.
In the UK, Ant and Dec were so carried away with
the spectacle that they had just watched that they didn't care.
Their satisfaction was increased not only by the popularity of
the video amongst friends and fellow stars, but by a communication
from Melissa Joan Hart stating that she would be traveling to
London - soon.
The two women sit opposite one another in directors
chair in a Los Angeles studio. Melissa is wearing black knee boots
and a short, silken, light blue dress with a plunging neckline
that showed off an amount of cleavage unsuitable for children's
TV. Cat also wears black leather knee boots, blue denim mini skirt
and a red, cropped, sleeveless Gypsy top. It was clear to even
the most casual observer that these two young women dislike one
another intensely. When Cat reaches the end of her list of standard
questions, Melissa dismisses the camera staff, ostensibly to start
the editing process. Once they had left the room, Melissa rises
and locks the door before returning to her seat, which should
allow enough time for the up-link to be established. Cat discards
her clip board and smiles sweetly.