They met on a remote beach in an obscure European dependency in the Caribbean. Both were barefoot and wore tightly clinging black two-piece bikini's that looked painted on. Mel had forsaken her once frizzy hairstyle and wore her locks long and straight, in a ponytail secured with a scrunchie. Shania also wore her shorter brown hair in a ponytail. The sand was warm, the sun beat down and a gentle zephyr kissed the palm trees as they faced off. Although they'd never met or spoken before, they glared at one another maliciously, each awaiting the others first move before slowly starting to circle.

Then they leapt forward, each taking a two hand grip on the others hair, dragging one another over the white sand by the hair as their bodies slapped together. They battled silently, all their concentration in the hair pull, both bent over with hands entwined in hair. They lashed out with their bare feet to little affect. Mel was not only out of the limelight, she was also rusty from no longer being an A1 catfight opponent for others. Shania managed to force the ex-Spice Girl to her knees and Mel screeched like a frustrated harpy when she lost her grip on Shania's and was forced to grab and squeeze the Canadian's ass. Although this was uncomfortable for Shania, Mel was in a worse position on her knees with her face level with the country star's bikini front as her long hair was being pulled.

As the inevitable collision came closer, Mel slipped her hands up under the back of Shania's bikini and her dark fingers squeezed butt. Shania squealed but she quickly pulled Mel's face against her crotch and ground her nose against all of the material, drowning out the British woman's curses and sounds of gagging as she kept inching forward.

However humiliating this was for Mel, she fought against her urge to bite the white woman which would mean instant disqualification. Shania kept pushing the ex-Spice Girl down onto her back, pulling her hair until she was seated astride her torso as Mel struggled violently, managing to keep her hands free to slap and squeeze exposed skin. Shania was about to ask Mel if she wanted to surrender when the British babe managed to twist her body and topple the Country Diva over to the sand with a squeal of surprise.

It only took Mel only a few seconds to scramble over Shania's body so that she was now the one laying in the sand with Mel on her. They lay in the sand, their bikini's pressed tightly together almost perfectly as they pulled and yanked at long hair, their faces cuddled close together. As the intensity of the struggle increased, they began to roll, throwing up clouds of fine white sand that coated their sweaty, highly toned, bodies. Fingers entwined in long hair, pulling as bitchy comments and slurs were hissed. Shania mocked Mel as a talentless slut whose limitations were revealed by the end of the Spice Girls while Mel referred, in the crudest terms possible, to Shania as a third rate skanky country singer.

The more they rolled and disturbed the once pristine sand, the more satisfying it was to see the grimaces on their opponents face until both women realized this was going nowhere. It was Mel who shoved Shania off her, then rolled away and scrambled to her feet. Having cleared her opponent, Shania also rolled away over the sand and popped up on her feet.

The two women, their bodies covered in a light sheen of sweat and a coarse coating of sand, circled wearily before locking hands in a test of strength. They swayed back and forth, each trying to twist and bend the others wrists or fingers painfully, but to little affect. Mel wanted badly to get up close and personal with Shania, while the Canadian woman preferred to keep the contest at long range for now.

Eventually as they wrestled, Mel gained the advantage as she’d previously displaced Shania's bikini bottom. As they rolled in the sand, some had gotten inside and were now rubbing and chaffing irritatingly against the Canadian's tender skin. Shania paused briefly to adjust herself and Mel broke off her hands and started to push the Country singer back by her shoulders. As her momentum forced Shania back, she flailed and lashed out at Mel. Some of her blows were painful, but it didn't distract the vengeful British Diva from pressing forward until, inevitably, Shania tripped over her own feet and fell flat on her back.

Mel didn’t need an engraved invitation. She dove on Shania as she lay before her and instinctively both reached for the others long hair and pulled before starting to roll across the sand. The contrast in skin color and hair shade made it a sight to behold - had there been an audience. As they battled, two sets of full, swelling breasts collided and rubbed through the thin cotton material of their bikini tops. As the rolled again, Mel used one hand to grab hold of Shania's throat and started to squeeze. The Canadian singer gurgled and struggled to breathe while desperately trying to free herself. While she was thus distracted, Mel swung a leg over her so she was astride the writhing Canadian.

Mel stopped choking and clasped both hands onto Shania's black bikini top, her strong fingers digging into the thin material and her breasts, then tugging at the bikini top. Shania arched her back as she began to slap back at Mel, attempting to scratch her before finally seeking something, anything to grab.

It was at this point in the even struggle that Mel's new long hairstyle became a disadvantage! It was relatively easy for Shania to get hold of it and pull. Mel screeched in a voice that demonstrated why her solo career hadn’t taken off but she channeled her fury into finally ripping away Shania's black bikini top. Mel’s eyes locked onto the inviting twin Twain targets, the bulls-eyes of her erect nipples. As Mel dug in, Shania pulled extra hard on her hair and the British singer was pulled forward which enabled Shania to wrap her arm round her neck and pull Mel down on top of her, and her breasts. Ironically, Mel’s own body prevented her from attacking Shania’s breasts!

While Mel struggled to untangle herself from Shania’s hold and resume her breast mauling, the Canadian held her dusky opponent firmly in place with a handful of hair. Sure that Mel wasn't going anywhere soon, Shania used her other hand to rip at the strap of Mel's bikini top where it crossed her back.

As she realized what was happening, Mel let out a shrill, "Fucking Slut!" as she struggled to avoid the unavoidable.

Once Mel realized her bikini top was a thing of the past, she tried to rise up and pull away from Shania despite the grip around her neck. In doing so, her bikini top slid off and fell across Shania’s belly, then slipped off into the sand as they wrestled so their bare breasts could rub and battle between them. But while Shania concentrated on keeping the British warbler in place, Mel wanted to grab the fight by the scruff of the neck! Keeping her left hand in Shania's hair, Mel pushed her right hand down between them until she found Shania's bikini bottom. Not unnaturally, Shania's automatic desire was to protect herself, but with one hand round Mel's neck and the other in her hair, she had few options available.

Shania had to use her hold on Mel's neck to roll them both over until she was on top of Mel. The sudden reversal caught Mel by surprise and it was all she could do to maintain her hold on Shania’s long brown hair. Now it was Shania's turn to straddle and she quickly relinquished her hold on Mel’s hair and used both hands on Mel's breasts, sinking her fingers into the soft flesh and squeezing hard while twisting her wrists cruelly.

At first, Mel continued to use both hands in Shania's brown hair to twist, pull and shake the Canadian from side to side seeking relief from her pain but Shania ignored her own fierce scalp pain, seeking relief by screaming abuse and obscenity at Mel and concentrating her own attack on Mel's now prominent nipples. It was when she started to pinch and twist them that Mel joined in the abuse-screaming. She let go of Shania's hair and shoved her hands up under the country singers full, firm breasts; first pushing them back into her chest, then digging her fingers into the flesh with all her fury at her command.

With both women suffering under a relentless breast attack, the intensity of Shania's attack dropped marginally as she let go of Mel’s nipples and resumed squeezing her full breasts. Mel took this as a sign of weakness since she had experienced similar unladylike tactics during her own infamous battles against fellow Spice Girl, Geri Halliwell. Mel freed her right hand and plunged it down Shania’s sand-covered belly and forced it inside her tight bikini. Although Shania didn't have as thick and lush a thatch of pubic hair as many others Mel had used the tactic against, in such a confined space it only took seconds for Mel to get a tight grip on it.

"You dirty slut!" screeched Shania as she started to kick her legs wildly as she felt her precious pussy being ravaged.

Mel hooked her feet over the back of Shania’s legs, pulling them apart as Shania thrashed like a scalded cat. She tried to push herself away from Mel but the wily Brit wrapped an arm around Shania’s neck to hold her trapped in place as her fingers continued to plunder the neatly trimmed pelt that hid Shania’s treasure. Panic began to overtake Shania as she squirmed and bucked in her efforts to break free, forgetting all about hurting Mel or fighting back.

Instead of concentrating on a specific attack, Shania’s hands flashed across the dark-skinned Mel’s body, frantically slapping breasts, tugging hair, pinching nipples, scratching stomach, grabbing and punching anything she could. No one thing she tried did serious damage, but Mel had to bite her lip to keep from screaming in pain as she put all her effort into holding the Canadian in place as her right hand continued to ravage her plush pussy.

Unable to get off of Mel, Shania’s struggles grew weaker. With a leering grin, Mel moved to finish by curling two fingers up and ramming them hard into Shania’s slit, spread wide open by Mel’s upside down grapevine on her legs. Shania cried out at the penetration and her feeble struggling almost stopped as Mel pushed her over the edge! Within a few seconds, the intensity of her struggle almost stopped entirely as their dueling nipples and Mel's skillful fingering proved to be too much for the Canuck cutie.

Mel finished her off with a flourish! Shania shivered and shook as Mel arched her back, her crooked arm pumping until Shania let out a strangled cry of shame, raised her head and bowed her back, then went limp and collapsed onto Mel’s chest, her thighs trembling as she whimpered out her surrender. Fed up with being pinned beneath Shania, Mel pushed her off and withdrew her fingers from the defeated Canadian's drooling snatch.

Shania rolled on her back and lay quivering in the twilight of pleasure with the knowledge she’d been soundly defeated. Mel stood up and walked into the incoming tide to wash her hand. She was satisfied she'd won, but she knew there would be tougher and more vicious battles in the weeks and months to come.