Still, the three hard-bodies egos remained firm and nobody assumed the blame; each blaming the others for their losses. In fact, that was the first strain of the bond they’d forged. Afterward, Karen and Cori had brutally battled each other with Karen winning. The broken ties were repaired briefly, but the Muscle Beach experiment couldn’t long survive.

Losing contact with their former friends, the women drifted apart; Cori remaining on the beach while Karen returned to the Playboy Mansion and Kiana spent her time promoting fights in Hawaii. The women continued to fight individually, mostly successful but were rarely seen together as ‘The Muscle Beach Bitches.’ In her recent fights on the beach, however, Karen rutally thrashed former Playmate Stacy Sanches.

Kiana became increasingly unhappy with the other two. Feeling over-shadowed and looked down upon, she’d cut her visits with her former friends to a minimum. In fact, Kiana had made a new ‘best friend’ in Tia Carrere, connecting with her intellectually and sharing similar cultural interests. Tia took on the the role Cori and Karen used to play in Kiana’s life.

One morning, Tia and Kiana visited the Beach and showed everyone just how “close” they really were. One of Cori’s bodybuilder buddies saw them and told Cori who was far from amused. Despite her own interest in the project having died down, Cori still considered her domination of the beach more than a symbol from happier days. She was angry Kiana had assumed that kind of control in their former playground.

In the mood for a confrontation, Cori drove to the beach and watched from the road above as Kiana and Tia flounced around in their tiny bikini’s, chatting, laughing and basking in their popularity with the other (intimidated) women. When Kiana left, it was just 10AM and the sun, as always, shone brightly on the gently rolling waves of the incoming tide.

As other ladies left, Tia remained alone in the workout area at the far end of Muscle Beach. A thought came to Cori's mind, why not show Kiana just what she thought of her ‘new partner’? She began to tread down the wooden stairs, approaching the beach entrance.
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Part One: Cori Nadine vs. Tia Carrere

Tia was now 40 years old, her debut made in 1985. That's 22 years of catfighting experience. But even though she's reached the magical or nor-so-magical number of 40, her interest in fighting hasn't dimmed down. More importantly, her talent hasn't decreased either. Sure, Tia would think twice before she'd mess with a much younger bodybuilder, but the sexy Hawaiian had few equals as a catfighter!

Beautiful as always, she's shown recent signs of slowing down, her stamina, endurance playing a couple of tricks on her during the past months. But still, Tia has not yet suffered a dramatic loss to someone she shouldn't lose against, meaning her reputation is still intact and she's far away from entering the ranks of former catfight queens who have, after leaving their late thirties, not only lost celebrity stardom but also became the kind of fighter every young upstart wants to beat to a pulp to prove she's great. Tia's not a star-maker, she's till a star-breaker, defeating many competitors twenty years younger than her.

At 5'7'', Tia's weight was stated to be at 124 pounds, baby-weight shed, her dancing show participation having steeled her legs and whole body to a dangerous weapon and fighting machine. She didn't a lot of arm/biceps muscle, but possessed impressive abs and muscular legs and especially thighs. Partly talented in martial arts and very flexible, Tia's known for her intelligence, too, able to scan situations and think up alternatives. One would not believe she's no longer in her thirties, from a fitness and athleticism level she's competitive with most of the young Hollywood starlets who haven't even celebrated their 25th birthday.

Younger, and happy to fight competition older than her for a change, at 38, the lovely Miss Nadine has been fighting since 1995 and has one of the very best win-loss statistics in the business. Standing at 5'7'', like her opponent, Cori likes to take down girls half a head taller than her, because, as she says, that's more fun, but if a five-footer wants to be taken care of, Cori will happily take the job.

With her weight of 135 pounds distributed nearly flawlessly over her 5’7” body, Cori had a higher BMI than most celebrities (one of a few who surpassed 20 on that index - 21 actually!)

There's never been any doubt that her legs remain her very best feature. Long, toned, muscular, her thighs of steel, her python-esque limbs are considered a dangerous finisher.

Broad-shouldered and thick-framed, Cori liked to win her fights with her upper body, especially with her crushing Bearhug. Although she'd been less interested in developing muscles in the last few years, she remained one of the strongest power wrestlers in Hollywood’s celebrity fight clubs.

Cori appreciated Tia's talent but is quite sure of being superior in terms of strength, fitness and size. Watching from a bit away, Cori noticed Tia's workout against the backdrop of the ocean, no clouds in the sky, just the beautiful Californian sun. More or less enjoying the weather, not working out hard, Tia stops early, leaving for the cabin to change attire. Almost having reached it she suddenly notices a shadow from the side. It's Cori, of course. Having never clashed with her, she's only aware of her reputation as a toughie with an over-sized ego. Wanting not to talk with her at all, Tia quietly greets her with a “Hi, there” and enters her room.

Turning around, Tia realized she's not alone! “What the hell?”

Tia's shocked to find Cori approaching her and before there's anything she can do, she’s rocked by a fist to her bare belly! Doubling over, in awe and not knowing what to think, Tia holds her belly, almost sinking to her knees. Cori goes for her hair first, forcing Tia to the floor. Gripping around her waist Cori half-pushes and half-carries her foe through the room, outside. Tia's landing in the sand, hurt and shocked. The model is fast on top of her. Tia puts her hands in front of her face in protection. The model pounds away at her, bruising stomach and chest. Jumping up and pulling Tia by her hair through the sand, the actress screams in protest and only when Cori forces her up to full height reacts at last.

Missing a punch, Cori finds herself pushed back by the finally aggressive Tia who only wants to get out of it. Seeing an advantage, Tia moves in close. There, the fitness model brutally over-powers her. Before Tia can raise her knee for a kick, the brunette has caught her off-guard. Elbowing her in the chest, Tia feels a sudden pain in that region. Cori pulls her leg, taking her down to the sand. On it, Tia has no chance and Cori assumes control on top of her. Pressing her into the hot sand, Cori sits on Tia's waist and smashes her to the side. Wrapping her legs around her tightly, Tia feels all energy being drained from her. Breathing hard, she yelped and gasped at the power move inflicted on her.

Buckling but uselessly, Tia loses her inner resistance, giving up mentally, as the physical pain increases. Having had enough of the scissors, Cori opens it and picks up Tia, quietly moaning and protesting, into her strong arms. Having no problem in carrying her, Cori walks with Tia almost supporting her full weight. Closer to the sea, Cori firmly puts her leg into the sand, knee up and moves the sexy Hawaiian over it in a Backbreaker. Exploding in pain, Tia cries and sobs. Cori ends it quickly, picking and hoisting her up yet again. Only wearing a t-shirt with no bra, Cori moves it over her head and lowers her chest downwards spiraling towards Tia's fearful face. Her legs keeping the actress's limbs still, her body leaving her no chance to escape the pinning-down, Cori smothers her victim. Moaning and wincing, Tia is helplessly over-powered and out-muscled by the woman controlling her.

When Tia's face is all sweaty and wet of tears Cori grabs Tia by the panties and removes them. Standing nakedly, her womanhood visible, Tia breaks apart in tears and sobs. Yet again putting her over her knee, this time the other way round, Cori pounds her victim's bottom senselessly. Going beyond the original goal of just showing her superiority and not actually humiliating her, Cori's so taken by her dominance and strength she forgets everything. One arm around Tia's neck, the other around her naked crotch, Cori hoists her up and throws her down into the sand. Removing Tia's other clothes now, too, the model loves the sexual humiliation inflicted on the now fully nude Tia. Sexy and in-form, Tia's body is a sight to behold but her resistance has ceased, Even her tears are slowing down and she only prays for the attack to end soon.

Intending to get to the finale soon, Cori rolls the naked Tia around on her side. She makes her squat on her knees and smacks, then kicks her ass. Falling forwards, Tia's head lands in the sand, her eyes filling with it. Losing vision for a moment, Tia panics completely and went berserk. Flailing with her arms and legs like a maniac, she rubs herself in the sand, wiggles back and forth, flight the only thing on her mind. It takes all of Cori's strength to keep the struggling beauty under her control. Loving the thought, the feeling of Tia's nude body squirming in her arms, engulfing her and keeping her controlled, Cori is on a roll. Tia's struggles died down. Lying still in the sand Tia gave up entirely.

The superior of the two brunettes rolls Tia over onto her back. Her hand creeps closer to her victim's crotch, clawing wildly at it, forcing Tia around then. Cori clamps her legs around Tia's neck and scissors her into the sand. Struggling with her arms against the steel-like grip Cori has constructed around her head, Tia tries to reverse the positions by using the power in her legs. She's too exhausted to execute that move, though, and her legs linger motionless on the sand. Cori picks up the crying Tia by taking full command of her body. Throwing her over her shoulder she carries her to the end of the beach. Giving her a final kick in the stomach that has Tia all shivering and simpering, Cori returns to get her shirt back and hoists Tia into the cabin. All happy, the fitness model leaves Muscle Beach, sweaty and tired, but having just dished out a beating Tia has rarely ever encountered before.
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Part Two: Cori Nadine vs. Kiana Tom

It was 3PM on the dot as Karen McDougal began her wrestling class by illustrating a Backbreaker on pretty Hayden Panettiere who, like the other four students were participating in a week-long seminar as Karen shared her experience with them.

At the same time, Cori was enjoying lunch at her home, still exhilarated by the recent events. Planning to call Karen soon to tell her of the happenings, she decided to take a nap for a quick rest.

In the city, Kiana Tom was called by Tia, who after most of the pain had gone away and she checked that she hadn't suffered any dangerous injuries, to hear about Cori's guerrilla attack. Shocked and a gush of hatred for her former friend swarmed her.

At 5PM, Cori changed into a multi-color bikini, threw a jacket over it, hopped in her convertible and drove to Muscle Beach, hoping to enjoy a healthy dose of sunbathing.

Just after 5PM, Karen ended the day's lesson, showing Salma Hayek how to maximize a Boston Crab, showing her the hold on a troubled Gena Nolin. Winning respect from her students, Karen left Gena sobbing with no choice but submission. Then Karen said goodbye to her students and headed home.

At the very same time Kiana was playing scenarios in her head. They could go to the police of course, Cori after all assaulting a victim in public. But would that be enough revenge? Certainly not!

Kiana called Karen to discuss the matter. Had she phoned some minutes earlier, she would have been faster than Cori who phoned Karen from the beach. Karen wasn't exactly in good contact with Cori but after she had been told the story from Cori's POV (in which Tia was suddenly the aggressor), she was shut to Kiana and Tia's version, taking Cori's side.

Not getting the support she had expected, Kiana angrily left her house and drove off to Muscle Beach. She had sent Tia over to Karen's to show her the damage and try to convince her.
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Kiana had always been as closely associated with the term "fitness" as possible. Now at 42 y/o, much of her former glory had gone and the fitness instructor's name was no longer associated with an invincible power woman but rather a 'has-been', although unfairly. It's more accurate to say Kiana had become 'average' and while still very successful, she was no longer able to dictate her will on most of her opponents. Kiana suffered losses the similar aged Tia didn't - well, not until today!

At 5'5" and 122 pounds, Kiana was (as much as ever) a sight to behold! Kiana's muscularity was comparable to Karen and Cori's; her biceps still intimidating; her legs sculpted like a steel statue; her toned abs as fit and firm as ever!

Tia arrived at Karen's apartment exactly at the time Kiana did at the Muscle Beach. Seeing Cori from far away, bathing in the sun, the glistering skin, the shaped legs, the huge breasts, the abs, the tight legs, the mighty thighs, she never felt envy (seeing that her own body didn't have any disadvantages to Cori's), but rather the rushing, shocking, domineering thought to demolish her. She knew she'd had to be at the top of her form to do it, she knew it would take the highest effort imaginable but when she jumped down the stairs towards Cori, whose face was pointed directly into her direction, Kiana's killer instinct became charged. Cori laughed as she saw Kiana storming on like a madwoman. But her smile went instantly dead when Kiana got her grip on Cori's bikini top, yanked that off, and threw the model into the sand. Waiting for Cori to rise, Kiana took her arms in defense and pounded away at the charging Miss Nadine who never figured out what hit her.

In seconds Cori was helpless on the sand, crawling away from Kiana's killer fists. She maltreats her enemy with knees from behind and kicks from the side. Fleeing, Cori's caught dead in her tracks when Kiana jumps on her like Superman. Wrestling her down, Kiana pinches Cori's nipples thru the bikini top material. Wailing at the twist, Cori tries to fist-fight her way out of the trouble, but in furious and fierce manner, Kiana simply grabs for the approaching hands, making sure they never connect. Yelling for mercy, Cori's dragged, by the hair, through the sand.

A couple of inches away there's a hole in the sand. Kicking Cori's ass, the model tripping over her own feet, Kiana sends her right into it. On her belly, her body awkwardly arched, Cori's ass is stuck out and up into the air.

“You're getting fat, you little cunt!” Kiana rams her foot into the inviting bottom and Cori's body is further buried in the sand. Attempting to get up, Cori feels helpless, as Kiana takes her from behind. Her arms firmly around Cori's thick body, Kiana slips under her to apply a full nelson. Her thighs brutally squat her opponent's waist. Struggling hard but without any leverage, without any movement, Cori's trapped in the corner. The cat Kiana forces her over to the side. When Kiana opens her scissors, Cori's up quickly, running away, but Kiana catches her with a foot shot out that Cori stumbles over.

Landing on her butt, crawling backwards, Cori finds her bikini top ripped off, her silicone, hugely sized breasts revealed. Protesting, screaming, Cori has Kiana all over her, titty-twisting her melons. With a desperate cry Cori's able to wrap her legs around Kiana's belly from below. Shaking, Kiana takes Cori up with her, the thighs around the sexy instructor's stomach. Turning around on the same place, whirling and shaking, Cori's letting go. On the ground, Kiana's quick to control her again. Her arm around Cori's head, she scissored her forcibly from a side position. Sensing the fading strength in Cori's prone body, Kiana finally felt some of the fire inside her burn out and she calmed down mentally, cooling off after having given Cori what she deserved.

Karen and Tia weren’t friends - and they wouldn't be after today! Despite Tia's bruises, Karen would not let her convince herself to change her opinion. Storming off when Tia told her that Kiana 'had gone off to settle matters', she jumped into her car. Tia shrugged her shoulders, went for her phone. She called Kiana, warning her about Karen's coming.

Cori's lying in the sand, on her stomach, not moving, Kiana's a couple of feet away. She hears her cell ring, casts a quick look at Cori and runs off to catch it. Hearing Tia's warning, she goes back to pick up Cori. Lifting her up, she feels sudden resistance in her arms. Cori's not about to get herself further humiliated. She fights back against Kiana who tries to drag her back to the house. A nipple twist ends all attempts. But Cori's too passively strong to be moved. Stalking her through the sand, Kiana and Cori square off near the ocean. Behind them, the waves are of an immense beauty, the sky is cobalt-blue and the sun is slowly sinking down, a red ball of fire approaching the depths of the endless sea. It's sun-down.

Cori breathes hard, a bit unsteadily circling around Kiana. They clash. Each lady pushing against the opponent's shoulders and upper body strength, More exhausted, her demolition of Tia and her demolition by Kiana in her body, Cori's slowly over-powered. But she won't give up. Pushing her back, Kiana hears the closing of a car door and speeds up her assault.

Driven into the wall of the house, Cori fights back against Kiana. Taking her to the ground, Kiana rolls onto Cori, pinning her arms down.

Straining her biceps against Kiana's musculature pressing her down, Cori's raising her upper body inch by inch. Reversing the situation, Cori puts Kiana to her knees. Pushing forward, she wraps her legs around Kiana's head, her imposing thighs leaving the brunette little air or freedom. Kiana's hands grapple fruitlessly at the mega-strong legs locked around her head. Cori's bikini bottom is close to Kiana's face, the muscles are glistering with sweat.

But Cori lacks the strength to take that hold to lengths necessary, the energy loss from a second fight on one day draining her. Kiana is able to part Cori's legs, usually invincible when wrapped around a victim, and shove them away to free her head.

Trying to scissor her again, Cori's rocked hard by Kiana's knee shove that hits her in the belly and sends her sprawled out on her back in the sand. Cori rises, but Kiana's already grinning and jumps right on her, taking her back down, and lands with her chest right on Cori's face. Wiggling for a minute under the tight muscles of Kiana's, Cori senses defeat and feels humiliated by the stronger, but older woman. Kiana's all full of herself. Cori's attempts to roll Kiana off once again cease and the victory is Kiana's. About to submit, Cori's ears hear approaching footsteps.
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Part Three: Cori Nadine & Karen McDougal

For a good five minutes Karen had been watching Kiana and Cori. Seeing Cori down when she arrived, she was about to enter and help her, but was so fascinated by Kiana's power she couldn't help but watch from the far how bad Cori fared now. Then, though, she did decide to help. Nearing Kiana, Karen takes her pants off, exposing a shaped toned pair of legs, squats down beside Kiana who's surprised and shocked, having completely forgotten about her. Karen yanks Kiana off Cori and throws her to the ground.

Cori's quickly up, smiles and they both hold Kiana down, her enormous power easily overcome by four strong arms. Cori holds Kiana pinned while Karen applies a Scissors to her waist. Her body kept captive, Kiana is in awe as Cori goes back to assume the position she had a couple of minutes ago, her thighs draped around Kiana's head. Poor Kiana is scissored at two different places of her body, head and waist, by four of the strongest legs in celebrity fighting.

Cori's exhausted, but even though she can't really execute it perfectly - Kiana's head lies pretty loose between the thighs - the additional chain by Karen secures the hold. Mustering her remaining strength, Kiana finds her revenge plan shattered. Her hands have given up clutching at her tormentors' legs. Trying a last bit of getting back, Kiana's body heaves up and down, strongly challenging the scissors but not breaking them.

After a minute Karen lets her hold slip off and jumps up. Cori releases her scissors, but Kiana's had enough, she’s now too afraid to challenge both fresh fighters in her current state. Cori's hungry for a post-fight humiliation - she wants Kiana in tears. But Karen won't have any part of it. Pinching the victim's nipples Cori loses interest when Karen won't join her.

“Come on: help me drag her back!” Cori demands.

Karen's slow to respond, but helps her pick up Kiana - who's not resisting. Karen taking her legs and Cori her shoulders, they carry her as if she were a stretcher. Dropping her near the cabin, Cori and Karen leave her as the last rays of the sun paint the sea red as blood.

“So what exactly happened here?” Karen inquires to find out.

“The bitch attacked me!”

“Why?”

“Because she's a bitch; that's why!”

“She must have had a reason,” Karen persisted.

“She didn't! And I kicked her ass good!”

For the first time, Karen has doubts as to Cori's version of the Tia story. “Did Tia REALLY attack you?”

“Of course she did. Why would I lie?”.

“Well... to have me on your side against Kiana.”

Cori explodes, “I can take that washed-up doll all by myself!”

“Didn't seem that way to me!”

Karen realizes she feels uncomfortable around Cori and decides to leave before there’s trouble. Going in different directions, their good-byes are hostile and Karen's inclined to believe Tia more than before after looking into Cori’s manic eyes. Besides, she told herself, “I never liked Cori. That babe really needs to get the beating of a lifetime to knock some sense into her!”

Karen smiled as she remembered she’d left Cori a sobbing heap the last time they’d fought - right there on Muscle Beach.

Overnight, those thoughts didn’t leave her mind and she awoke fascinated with the notion of ending the history of the Muscle Beach Bitches as a team by staging one final, climactic battle with Cori.