Wildcats First Contestant

*HELLO THERE, ATTENTION ALL READERS, THIS IS THE AUTHOR HANIMATRIX. REALLY SORRY TO SAY THIS, BUT THE MAIN CHARACTER'S NAME WILL BE CHANGED FROM MISHA DATTA TO MEENA IYER. AS THIS IS PART OF A SERIES/ANTHOLOGY, PLEASE KNOW THAT MEENA IYER AND MISHA DATTA ARE THE SAME. THANK YOU TO THE NEW READERS FOR UNDERSTANDING.

HAVE FUN ;)*

Meena had gotten an email after her last fight from the CATS organization. She was now eligible to participate in the Wildcats Global Tournament. If she won this contest or performed well in it, she would be recognized as an official catfighter, and would be sponsored by an academy. She would be promoted to an even better CATS dorm.

Meena felt butterflies in her stomach. Meena would have to participate in 5 matches, and if she won them all, she would get the title of Wildcat Queen.

It was the day of the match. She was driven to the stadium. It looked like a colosseum, but once she was inside, looked more like a skating rink. There were rows and rows of seats arranged concentrically around the main stage, which was quite spacious, and bordered by rubber wire railings. The spotlight loomed over it, illuminating it.

Meena had upgraded her outfit. She stepped onto the stage, wearing a skimpy leopard print langota (loincloth bikini), and a matching bra, just about enough to cover her areola, and a golden waist chain. Her long lustrous black hair was braided into a long thick South Indian style braid, which was so long, it touched her ass crack.

Her first opponent was Zahra Ayotunde, from Nigeria.

Zahra was 6 feet tall, and she wore a multicolor rainbow Ankara patterned tanga, and a matching bandeau. She was 38G, with breasts bigger than Meena's, and had a muscular, athletic body, with a large, plump derriere to boot. She had thick curly hair reaching till her shoulders, and she wore golden hoop earrings. She had dark pink colored, plump swollen lips. Her dark skin shone under the light.

This match would be different, since it would be streamed live to millions of VIPs worldwide, on the dark net. Meena's fight was being recorded live.

The man in the bunny mask wasn't there. Instead, there was a thin woman in a butler suit, wearing a bowler hat, and a fox mask, covering her eyes.

She cleared her voice. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to the Wildcats global, where the queen of the cats is decided. Today's first round was between the Finnish beauty, Sofia Jarvinen, and the Egyptian maiden, Bahiti Al-Hilli, and the victor was Sofia who mercilessly wrecked Bahiti's buxom figure. Moving onto the second match of the evening, our contenders are the Indian Hot chocolate, Meena Iyer and the Nigerian Lioness, Zahra Ayotunde. You may fight."

The bell rung. Meena thought about how Sofia had won the previous match, and her heart raced.

Meena wearily circled Zahra. Zahra was bigger and taller than her, which prompted Meena to up her guard. Zahra pounced on Meena, but Meena swiftly ducked, and spanked Zahra's ass. Zahra growled. Meena smirked. She raised her ass and showed it off to Zahra, playfully slapping the glistening brown flesh, "AWW, you wanna spank mine?", and started laughing.

Zahra lunged at Meena's legs, but Meena kicked her in the face. Zahra yelped.

Meena grabbed her thick dense tangle of curly hair and pulled, causing Zahra to scream. She pulled her and threw her into the railings. Meena was quick. She quickly reached her and slapped her. She kept slapping Zahra till she was dizzy. As Zahra struggled to gain her orientation, Meena slyly grabbed her cooch. Zahra was immediately brought back to reality, as she felt Meena rubbing her cooch. She grabbed Meena, and kissed her. It was an intense, passionate kiss, which had Meena completely enthralled and trapped within Zahra's attention. As Meena moaned and kissed back, Zahra launched her next move. The kiss had broken Meena's guard. Meena was completely unprepared for the thick, black knee up her tender pussy. She jumped a little, eyes widened, as Zahra broke the kiss. But Meena was still trapped however, as she hadn't noticed Zahra had snaked her arms around Meena's shoulder and trapped in a tight bearhug. Zahra continued her barrage of pussykicks, each time Meena wailing and yelping, her eyes watering.

Zahra then relaxed her hold, and threw her on her side. As Meena lay gasping, Zahra dragged her foot slowly towards Meena, building momentum, before finally shooting her foot inside Meena's partially exposed asscrack. Meena's eyes widened. She shrieked.

"Let's see you try to take a shit tomorrow morning, bitch", Zahra menaced.

Meena tried to wriggle her way out, but Zahra's foot was firmly lodged in. What's worse, Zahra began to penetrate it further.

"S-STOPP! IT WON'T GO IN!!!! TH-THAT'S ENOOOOUUUUGGHHHH!"

Zahra removed her leg. Meena sighed with relief. But the game wasn't over.

Zahra stood over Meena. As Meena struggled to crawl away, Zahra sat down on her back with a powerful force, smashing her thick dark ass on Meena's spine, locking her in place. She grabbed Meena's ass and started kissing it passionately. She bit it at some points, eliciting squeals from Meena. Meena shimmied her ass, trying to shake her off, but Zahra bit the plentiful brown ass harder. Meena squealed. Finally the bell rang, signaling that the first round was over.

In the WILDCATS championships, the round system was different. It only meant the two fighters had to go back to their corners, and start attacking again. There would be no rest as in the normal matches. And there was only one break bell.

Meena slowly sauntered to her corner, and Zahra did the same, licking her dark pink plump lips.

Meena pounced onto Zahra, and raked her 38Gs through the bandeau, Zahra screaming bloody murder.

Meena ripped off her bandeau, and grabbing ahold of her dark brown nipples, pulled them outwards.

"YYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEKKKKK MY TITTIES!!!"

Meena bent forward and nibbled on Zahra's earlobes, and purred, "My my, these are quite heavy, I think I should lighten their volume".

As soon as Zahra heard that, she shot her fist into Meena's pubic mound. Meena released her tits with a groan and hopped back a few steps. Zahra shot forward, and slammed Meena into the railings. As Meena lay gasping, supported by the fence, Zahra turned her around, and spanked her ass.

She then knelt down and pulled Meena's long braid downwards harshly, Meena shrieking. Meena's back was bent because of her braid being pulled, and her ass jiggled right above Zahra's forehead. Zahra grabbed the round, sweaty brown derriere, and pinched them. Both the ass cheeks. Meena squealed.

Zahra pinched with all her might, as she saw Meena's brown ass turn a slightly dark shade. She then released it with a spank. As Meena lay gasping, Zahra shot her closed fist up Meena's pussy, and started fisting her. Meena's eyes bulged.

"When I'm done fucking up your pussy, you won't be able to sit right", Zahra purred slowly. Meena shrieked. Zahra finally stopped. She then turned her around but Meena was ready. She shot her thick brown thigh up Zahra's tight pussy, forcing her to unclench her vaginal muscles. Zahra moaned.

"W-WHAT ARE YOU-''

"AW don't worry, I am gonna teach that pompous pussy a lesson", Meena purred in a whisper.

She had grabbed onto Zahra's arms tightly in an embrace and locked her. She then began thrusting her thick thigh inside Zahra's poor dark pink pussy lips. As Zahra screamed, she could feel it-- Meena's powerful thigh coursing up and down inside her cave of love. It had managed to fit itself inside, and was ramming her G spot alternately with the force of a hundred dicks.

"PL-PLEASE MY PUSSY!!!!!!GET OFF!GET OFF! GET OFFFF!"

It was an arousing yet embarrassing position. Zahra could feel the something hard and thick, ramming her lady bits to pieces. She was shuddering. Finally Meena removed her thigh. Her thick dark brown thighs were glistening with thick gobs of Zahra's love juices. Zahra dropped down, her pussy now gaping wide, her lips swollen, and cum dripping around the edges.

Meena chuckled and sauntered over to her fallen foe sexily. She sat down on her abdomen, showing the force of her large booty, which pushed out the air in Zahra.

"Now to do what I've planned since the start! Milk these massive udders!!"

Meena grabbed the large dark black tits of her foe, which glistened under the spotlight, and started massaging them slowly. Zahra shivered. "No please, not my tits!"

Meena ignored her. She slowly fixed her lips around Zahra's throbbing black nipple, and went to work sucking it, her fingers squeezing the other nipple.

Zahra weakly tried to resist, but it was of no use. Soon she could feel her nipple shooting milk inside Meena's mouth. Meena wouldn't stop. As she kept going, steadily suckling the nipple, she finally felt the warm creamy substance coursing through her mouth, wetting her lips like rain in a desert. She felt it nourish her tongue, and she moaned slightly. She kept going, sucking more and more. Her pretty pink lips made short work of the big black udders.

Meanwhile Zahra's other nipple had also started lactating. As Zahra lay gasping, Meena finally removed her mouth from her nipple, with a wet squelching sound. Her right tit was empty. Meena then went to work on the other tit. But Zahra was fast. She grabbed a handful of Meena's bush and pulled out a thatch of hair.

"YAAAAARRGGHH!" Meena screamed.

Zahra pushed her off and got up. Zahra slammed onto Meena's prone body, knocking her out. She sat on Meena's face, suffocating her with her pussy. Meena started struggling, flailing her legs. Zahra caught her long shapely legs and pulled them forward viciously. Meena yelped her cries inside Zahra's pussy. Meena in desperation did the only thing that cam to mind. She bit it.

Zahra screamed, and jumped off, her dark pink pussy lips stinging.

"BITCH! MY CUNT IS STILL SORE!", she cried, tears in her eyes.

"AWWW. Don't worry....I'll kiss it goodbye...", Meena purred as she spread Zahra's legs apart, and kissed her inner thigh seductively. She then began eating out the black girl's fanny. Zahra moaned, her thighs quivered, her legs twitching, as she shot up her head and screamed out her arousal. Meena continued slobbering her tunnel with her expert tongue, and licking her clit alternately. She pulled at her cunt lips, eliciting cries and moans from Zahra. Finally Zahra climaxed. Thick white sticky fluid oozed out from her gaping cunt lips. Meena licked her lips victoriously. But Zahra wasn't done. She grabbed Meena's long braid and pulled it towards her, Meena shrieking. She flipped her to the side, and slammed her tits down on the mat. As Meena slowly got up and tried to crawl away, Zahra sat on top of her, and grabbed her braid like a rider reining a horse. Meena tried buck her off, but Zahra was bigger and bulkier. She huffed. She then raised her hand and placed a well resonating slap on Meena's sweaty, glistening, brown ass. Meena yelped.

Zahra didn't stop. As Meena crawled, Zahra continued her spanking, Meena squealing after each spank like a crazed pony. The whole scene was comical.

Meena finally collapsed, squashing her massive 38Fs on the floor under Zahra's weight. Zahra then tickled Meena's pussy delicately with her fingers. She teased her, running her fingertips on the rim of her wet pussy. Then without warning, she thrust her hand inside, and started fisting her. Meena shrieked out in pleasure. She could feel her pussyhole widening, being almost ravished by Zahra. But she didn't want it to stop. Zahra then thrust both her fists inside, double fisting her.

"WAIT NOT BOTH--OOOOOOAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUNNNGGGHHH..."

Meena screamed. Her pussy felt like it was being torn apart, but not quite. Zahra was moaning herself. She thrust her fists downward and upwards inside Meena alternately. Meena's legs were twitching. She screamed out her arousal until her voice gave up. Meena's eyes rolled back, her mouth gaping open, as she gasped, and finally, she climaxed. Thick white goo burst out, drenching Zahra's fists, and dripping out onto the floor. Zahra removed her fists with a wet 'shlick' sound, as Meena's raised ass thudded on the floor. As Meena was gasping, still recovering, Zahra lifted her up by her waist easily, and hung her over her shoulders, her ass facing the audience. Zahra blew a kiss to them, and spanked Meena's sweaty glistening ass, eliciting surprised squeals from her.

Zahra then smooched her butt, and slammed Meena suplex style, onto the floor, her legs flopping over head, her wide pussyhole fluttering loosely, dropping her cum all over the floor. Zahra sat on Meena's exposed ass/pussy, and blew another kiss to the crowd. Meanwhile Meena awakened suddenly. She slowly snaked her arms and pinched Zahra's calf. Zahra yelped and jumped up, and Meena rolled away to safety. Meena was mortified. She rammed into Zahra's abdomen, wrapping her arm around her waist. As Zahra tried to resist, Meena's other arm thrust into Zahra's pussy, and held onto her throbbing enlarged clitoris. Zahra squealed out her surprise. Meena backed Zahra into a corner of the ring, and pushed her into the railings, the ropes leaving a mark on Zahra's large ass, as she squealed.

Then Meena released her waist, and instead suddenly latched onto both of Zahra's tits and squeezed them like clay dough. Zahra screamed. Meena increased her pressure, even pulling the oversized milk balloons outwards, their shape changing from that of a round melon to more of a temporary oval. Then Meena rammed her thigh up Zahra's pussy so high, it lifted the tips of Zahra's feet above the ground. Zahra's voice was lost. She was making incorrigible noises.

Meena repeatedly slammed her thigh up Zahra's lovehole, each time her pussy exploded with cum, like a balloon when burst, releases water.

Zahra was trapped. She couldn't do anything other than moan, while Meena smashed her pussy, and twisted her milk melons. Finally Zahra moaned out her submission. "I SUBMIT! I SUBMIIIIITTTTT!!!!"

Meena released her tits, and Zahra fell to the ground. Meena then turned to the audience and started walking away, before stopping.

"Oh I forgot", she walked back to Zahra who was lying on her knees, and grabbed ahold of her shoulders. She turned her around in a quick motion, making her face the audience, and slammed her tit first into the railings. A weak Zahra moaned out her resistance to no avail. Meena thrust Zahra's tits out of the railings, the large black balloons hanging above a client sitting on the front row.

"And now a treat for you all!"

Meena then raised her arms, closed her fists, and slammed them into Zahra's milk bags from both sides, the breasts spraying out a large fountain of sputtering milk over the front row clients. As the clients stumbled over each other trying to get a taste of the shower, Meena threw her braid behind her back, and walked out of the stage naked, not bothering to pick up her clothes. She felt great. Her brown body was shining in the sweat. She licked the cool milk droplets on her lips, and sighed pleasantly.