Can't Be Kept Apart- by Catfight Obsessed

Laila and Rubab are two competitive models apart of the same minor company. 22yr old 5'4ft 120 weight, Laila has black hair and green eyes, 38C breasts along with a tight ass. The 21year old 5'4ft 118 weight, Rubab had dark brown hair, blue eyes and 36C breasts and a less tight ass. Ever since the two met each other they have been rivals without the watchful eyes of their company noticing.

Eventually though, the two are required to take part in a model contract in Mauritius, where they have to stay in pairs in separate rooms at a hotel. There is much trust from the company managers that they will get along seeing as they mainly specialize in more than one model shoots that the girls all do well in. Coincidentally both Laila and Rubab are put in the same room.

Thinking they can stay together in the same room for one night, they believe they can survive together doing that, but when they step in equally, they find shocked to see only one bed. Regardless that the rounded-cornered soft bed is able to fit ten people on the bed, forgetting how many can fit underneath the cover, both girls are infuriated. However neither want their bosses to know that they don't get along encase it does damage to their career, they go with it knowing how they are going to start this out.

Tension continues as both girls pretend there is nothing wrong and waits for each other to start something. It continues through the whole night and soon they are in their underwear or something close to that. Laila wears a green bra and very exposing knickers with frills around the edges, while Rubab wears a blue bra and fragile thong. They stood in front of the bed staring at each other trying to hide their distaste of one another.

"So seeing as there's only one bed, I hope you don't mind sleeping on the couch?" Asked Laila

"What do you mean, I'm sleeping on the bed while you sleep floor." Snapped Rubab.

"You on the bed? Sorry but girls with bodies like mine only deserve beds such as this, you should going a sleep in the bin where garbage such as your body belong." Snarled Laila angry now.

"You've got it all wrong, just because you've gotten a lot of attention at the moment doesn't mean you shouldn't go to the toilet just like how your body is a pile of balcony where it'll get flushed down some time short!" Countered Rubab.

"Oh sorry but another fifty years isn't short and yours will only last for a two months when they realize how useless it is!"

"I think you've gotten mixed up with our years cow!"

Stamping her feet angrily on the floor, Laila marched forward and Rubab marched back to show she wasn't intimidated. Soon their two bodies bumped into each other, the breasts were against one another, feeling tension as they felt battle between the two was about to commence while their cunts underneath were ready for fingers to dig in and their legs about to tango.

"I'm getting fed up of you thinking your body is so much better than mine!" Spat Laila. "Well now I'm going to use mine to grind yours until people don't know what it is!"

"Bring it on then and I'll thrash your body to know in, all night before the group posing begins so I don't have to be next to that thrash, seeing as the managers will realize how pathetic your's is."

In that moment the two girls embraced one another, wrapping arms around bodies and trying to wrap legs around each other's. As they struggled to get around one another, they had carelessly lost balance and fell side ways onto the bed.

Cushioned to the bed now, the girls began to roll around still pressing bodies against one another. They tried using the feet to help try pull the other opposite way that their bodies were going that it was messing up the bed. Still though the two combatants tightened against each other trying to squeeze out all the air getting between them.

Soon though when Laila managed to get on top of Rubab again, she secured herself by hooking her knee against Rubabs and tied their feet together and next forced all her weight down on Rubab. Now stuck, Rubab struggled, put kept her arms locked behind Laila.

Regardless though that Laila was on top they equally struggled, trying to squish their bodies as much as the other girl was. It became unbearable though as their bodies had also began to feel they were becoming one. They wriggled and nudged as they tried to become more comfortable as well, winding it unpleasant.

After a moment of cursing and swearing, Laila decided to take more control and broke free of the tight bearhug, also stopping it. But as her tits free hovered above Rubab, her opponent grabbed both tits and dug her nails into them. Laila ouched in pain, but grabbed Rubab's back and pushing down on them.

Twisting and squeezing each other's tits, they showed sour face as they hated the sharp nails cutting into their own bags of flesh. Carelessly they wrecked one another's boobs, but not doing too much since they knew the other would just do the same back.

"Let go of my boobs, they're so much better than yours!" Ordered Rubab.

"That's because you forgot that your is fake!" Replied Laila.

With the swelling pain, Laila had largely loosened her leg vine on Rubab's own legs that Rubab was less restrained. Noticing her legs were now free, Rubab ended the boob grabbing by flipping Laila off her and went on top of her.

However, not letting her get her shot of being dominate, Laila managed to push herself up, forcing Rubab also up, until they both sat sat over each other. Rubab's legs were over Laila's and they were nearly pussy to pussy by how close they both were.

Now realizing how close body to body they embraced again and wrapped arms around one another into another equal bearhug. Both girls felt the familiar squeeze, but now their breasts which were still sore after being scratch now pushed against each other.

They kept their arms wrenched, crushing bodies into each other that the girls showed harden faces as they showed no given in. Their legs move and squirmed as neither girl was easy about this. Trying increase the battle for supremacy, Rubab grabbed the back of Laila's hair and pulled it down, quick reacting Laila pulled back but now their heads were also pulled back gritting.

"Please not the hair, this is only meant to between our bodies." Pleaded Laila.

"Yes and our hair counts as a part of the body or a are you really that stupid?"

They continued to pulls with one hand and keep crushing with both arms. However as both continued, Rubab's thong had begun to slide down revealing her completeling smooth bum, while Laila's knickers were sinking between her butt cheeks that it almost made her look like she wasn't wearing any at all.

"Wait I want to pull back up my thong?" Asked Rubab embarrased, but Laila ignored still get squeezing bodies together. "Don't you hear I need to pull back up my thong."

"What's wrong don't want me to see that skinny backside and that frail pussy of yours?" Finally replied Laila.

"No, because I don't want my groin rubbing your body!"

Considering if she should let her, Laila thought for a moment and went. "Don't worry I'm okay letting your worthless pussy touch mine, some glory might rub on it."

"Shut up about my body being better than yours!"

Shoving herself against Laila with all her might, she had succeded in getting herself on top of her, but in result her thong had easily slided down to her knees. With her pussy and bum revealed, Rubab tried to ignore the fact, but Laila was now uncomfortable when she realized what had happened, either way they continued bearhugging.

With her legs tangled in her knickers, Rubab was vulnerable to Laila now wrapping hers around helpless. Still though Rubab kept firmly on top, both girls moaning and breathing deeply as their bodies were squished and the air being blown out of them.

"Wished it was my bra that fell off instead." Mumbled Rubab.

"You want your bra off, okay." Laughed Laila.

"No!" Corrected Rubab.

But Laila had gone ahead anyway and found the tie and ripped it lose, soon Rubab's backstraps hung down. Now almost fully naked, Rubab furiously squeezed herself against Laila. Feeling her tighten again, Laila kept serious and squeezed as hard as she could.

They gave it their all at once, but after a while they relaxed and left them both off guard. The first to realise this was Rubab now pulling herself free of the struggle and now leaning herself over Laila, but with her bra fully off now. Before Rubab could do anything, Laila grabbed both naked tits and began squeezing them, youching, Rubab had immediatly tore Laila's breasts off revealing both bigger and vulnerable tits and squeezed them back.

After a while all Rubab had really wanted to do was take off Laila's bra and after a while of breast squeezing, she quickly rolled off her. Both girls were now actually apart for the first time throughout the fight and began adjusting themselves.

Knowing her thong would just slid off again and become a weakness Rubab had simply pulled it off and threw it aside. As for Laila, her knickers were soaked with sweat and was sinking in her bum and pussy uncomfortably that she threw her's off as well, now both girls were fully naked.

Both girls got to their knees and observed each other. Already knowing that Laila had the bigger breasts and Rubab had the bigger ass, not much had changed.

They came up to another, moving their knees with caution and slowly opening up their arms. When they came into range, Laila had slapped Rubab across the face and she had returned the slap, giving it across the breasts that bounced them, furious Laila slapped them back. Their were an equal of two trading slaps across the breasts, until Rubab had reached down to grab Laila's cunt and squeeze on it. Paralyzed for a second, Laila grabbed her's back and both girls were now focusing all their attention on squeezing their cunts.

Keeping on both knees, the girls whimpered and complained as they clawed, pulled and twisted each other's valuable pussys. Shifting and wobbling, they tried to show who could take most damage, but it looked even from an auidence's point of view.

Unable to stay up, they fell sideways into the bed holding each other's cunts, but now they were trying to get the other to let go of their own. Grabbing a breast, they now also breast attacked as well as they continued to inflict more pain for the other to submit.

As that wasn't becoming easy, they still continued for another two minutes and then Rubab began sliding forwards to close in and then Laila did the same. When they got up to breathing space between each other, groaning and gritting their teeth a each other, they let go of their groins and breasts and fitted their arms around again and went flat against each other.

In another bearhug, they wrapped legs tightly and held each other firm with hair in both their hands and squeezed. They crushed bodies together again in another fierce bearhug with legs now evenly tangled with one another. But as soon as it became more fierce they rolled trying to fight on top.

Rolling and rolling, they would only stop as soon as one almost kept firm on top of the other, but was pushed off again. Their knees and ankles were mainly tied together and tried rubbing their feet against one another, being the only thing they could use to hit. As well as using their arms to try and snap each other's spines, they used their hands to yank each other's hairs out.

Still rolling and rolling their the naked breasts still melted against each other in the hot titanic battle with sweat and their pussys were kissing and sucking one another. Not trying to still let go they would roll the other way when they both realised they were near the edge of the bed and did it about four times, but on the fifth they had Rubab and Laila got carried away and fell off the edge and both tangled bodies slammed onto the floor equally.

Stunned and weakened they slipped goes and crawled away from each other hurt. Their bodies had really came together as they hit the impact of the floor that they almost felt their breasts burst and their bodies completely suck each other and their legs tied for good.

However not in that much pain, they got to their feet and turned to one another. They were still a bit dazed and aching, they even saw each other sweating as their bodies had been roasting against one another, their breasts and pussys were also sore from the scratches and grabbing, but moved back at each other.

In range again, Rubab had slapped across Laila's face and Laila had slapped back still walking at each other, when they slapped each other a couple of times as they closed in, but when both bodies reached, they rammed into each other and bounced back a bit but embraced again into another bearhug.

Standing now while fighting, they squeezed perfectly together. Their arms firm and their hands still pulled hair. Their feet tried to climb over each other's legs or stomp on the other's foot while they battled. They barely moved from their spot, only making a couple of clumsy steps everynow and again.

As it seemed none of them would give in, Rubab slipped a little as she begun to get tired, seeing this Laila gave a sudden burst of reserved strength that she had put into it quickly. Feeling her more muscled arms crush around her back, Rubab whinged and lifting one of her legs trying to stand the pain that she had loosened her hands for a moment in weakness.

When Laila had finished given it her all, Rubab was barely able to return to her full bearhugging that she was doing a moment ago. Although, Laila was puffing as she had put too much into that and her hold was softening. They now held each other silly as they arched their knees now unable to keep them straight.

Decided to go down, they softly went to their knees, still crushing each other every now and again, they were reluctant though to get down to lie on their legs as they became exhausted.

Now they were breathing like dogs as they became so hot and their strength was nearly done. Wanting her bum to sit on the floor more, Rubab had moved her legs infront of her and both beside Laila's waist and then Laila did the same.

Wobbling side to side, it was only a matter now who would lose strength. Rubab had moved back with Laila leaning over her, but Rubab had managed to crane herself back up and then was nearly pushed back down when Laila technically cheated winding her belly back and bashing against hers, but Rubab had managed to keep pushing back up until she leaned over Laila. For a few seconds, Rubab hovered over Laila, but Laila had tried to push back up, but almost fell side ways instead.

They were almost equal, but both knew their was going to be the winner, it would really of been up to the willpower, but both girls were thinking it was going to be up to who had the better body. Also they had ran out of energy and now were only holding their arms around each other, now leaving it to pressure and warmth of the body to make their rival give in. It was now beginning to work and the loser was starting to give in.

More and more her back was going down as soon as her winning opponent moved her legs aside to give her some room. Her back soon touched the floor and her opponent still had her arms around her like a gentle lover. Looking into each other's eyes, Laila kept watching eagerly to see her Rubab's eyes closed as they breathed like exhausted animals. More and more Rubab's eyes closed and soon they were completely shut.

With no more strength left in her either, Laila was just satisfied she was the winner and fell asleep on her naked opponent. Both had fought a hard battle, but they would both being sore and tired in the morning for the photo shoot.

Two Cows Being Milked- by Catfight Obsessed

It was good that the children had gone to their Grans, thought Nasreen. Her husband was still away, which also meant she had the house to herself. She was also glad that her children were also away, seeing as there would be no falling out with her neighbours. They were the only neighbours seeing as they were two houses out in the middle of almost nowhere.

How she hated her neighbours, nearly everyday there would be some conflict between their children and either her or the neighbour Mom, Kalpana would go over and take over the fight for them. They normally just shouted and called each other a bunch of awful names, what Nasreen would do to dig her claws into that other woman, but didn’t want to have to set a bad example for the children and knew if they fought they’d just end up tear off each other’s dresses and fight more violent than cats, which she decently didn’t want the children to see.

No longer wanting to think about it though, Nasreen just started thinking of herself again. She was Pakistani, thirty-two years old, long black thick hair and was 5’3ft, slim and 38C breasts. Looking at it, Nasreen saw herself as a successful grown woman and took pride in her body. And relaxed herself wearing her reddish-orange dress, with white bra and panties underneath.

*

After she learnt that Nasreen had dropped her kids at one of her relatives, Kalpana had dropped her kids at her Aunts. And went off to Nasreen’s house. Ever since they had been in the same neighbourhood, both of them at a problem of how their kids got along with one another, which made both her and Nasreen not get along with each other.

Just last night, one of Kalpana’s boys left the music on, which made Nasreen’s children unable to sleep and had her come over. She admits she would have been in the wrong, if Nasreen wasn’t being so bitchy and sounded like she was asking for it. After arguing for entire hour of shouting personal words at each other, they had to calm down and go back to sleep before it got messy.

Today though was different, with both children gone there was no worry of who was watching and bad examples to the children or anything else. Stopping in front of Nasreen’s house, Kalpana was now wishing she wasn’t wearing her blue dress today, preferring something more expendable, not that much caring though, she got out of her car and went into Nasreen’s garden and went up the steps.

Standing at the door, she already imagined Nasreen there ready to be torn apart, her body very identical to hers, except Kalpana was Indian and Nasreen was slightly skinnier, with almost similar pair of breasts.

Taking off her high heels before she went in, Kalpana threw them aside, already fed up of walking around in them. On bare feet now, Kalpana twisted the door handle and walked in.

As she stepped inside the house quietly, she felt like she was going behind enemy lines, then again she was. While she did she looked for Nasreen and then saw her in her couch relaxing. Slowly approaching her, Kalpana stepped quietly hoping to get close to her before the fire works began. She couldn’t decide if to be fair and come up a argue why she was inside her house or be unfair and attack her while she could and beat the snot out of her.

Raising her hands out she was about to grab Nasreen’s hair, but suddenly, her prey rolled out of it’s chair and went onto floor on her knees. Caught by surprise, Kalpana was unprepared for Nasreen lunging out her hands and pushing against Kalpana, causing her to tumble over onto her back onto the floor.

Crawling forward on all fours to try and pin Kalpana down, Kalpana quickly stopped Nasreen by bring her legs of Nasreen’s shoulder’s and locking her head in a scissors , but Nasreen hugged both of Kalpana’s legs and continued pushing forward to fold Nasreen over. As they did, Nasreen growled. “What are you doing here?”

“To tear you apart as I promised!”

Rolling Kalpana off her bum as Nasreen attempted to push herself forward more. “Yes, but I promised if you tried, I’d rip you apart.”

Seeing that her legs couldn’t keep Nasreen back, Kalpana instead shifting her weight to her right and used her legs to throw Nasreen’s head aside and the rest of her body off balance. “Let’s see who can keep their promise then?” Shouted Kalpana getting up to her knees.

Getting up as well, the two grabbed each other’s shoulders and started trying to push each other over, but took a grip on each other’s dresses as they did so. Attempting to shake and pull each other back as they did so, Nasreen ended up causing a huge gash on the shoulder of Kalpana.

“Hey you ripped my dress!” Snarled Kalpana now trying to tear at hers.

“You shouldn’t have brought it then, if you were heading to my house.” Responded Nasreen tearing at Kalpana’s back.

“I needed something fancy to make this house look nicer, other then just myself.” Snapped Kalpana.

Pulling and ripping at each other’s dresses, they didn’t care how far their nails went and were trying to claw each other at the same time. Loud noises of strips and tears went across them, which they tore at each other like wild animals, that soon the front of the dress was completely torn. During the course though, one of the bra cups hiding Nasreen’s boobs had been torn open revealing the flesh bag.

Fed up of just going at each other’s dresses, Kalpana pushed herself at Nasreen before she tore at bra. The two embraced each other and fell to the floor. Nudging side to side, the two flipped every now and again trying to be the one on top, but as they did so, they clawed at each other’s backs, ripping their dress from behind now, each time they paused for a bit.

“Get off me.” Groaned Kalpana when Nasreen got on top.

“Stop crushing my arms and let me rip your dress then.” Replied Nasreen trying to gain control.

Pushing their bodies together, their breast were aching as they smothered and grinded against other, mainly because both were nursing breasts with plenty of milk inside. Neither woman was taking it easy though, knowing other was still feeding their baby with breast milk.

As their bodies pressed together though, their legs squirmed and kicked, either trying to help them turn the fight over, or wrestling and hitting each other’s legs. They hooked and scissor each other every now and again or made a successful kick into the other’s leg.

Continuing to push though, the two had gotten to a position they could agree with that was on their sides. The two women had then locked thighs and fed up of been so close to one another that they had placed their hands on each other’s breasts and pushed, making both women upper bodies slid back, but their lower half still together.

Tightening the grip on each other’s breasts, Nasreen had tore off Kalpana’s bra and Kalpana tore off her’s in return. Now both women were covered in shreds of their dress that was tangled all over them and the only thing that was intact was their panties, which would be left for later.

After removing and untangling themselves from the remains of the ruined dress and their bra, both women gripped onto each other by the hair and started trying to rattle each other’s heads and also slapped each other’s bodies every now and again. As they did so, their thighs squeezed tighter, trying to pop off the other leg.

“Your such a cow!” Yelled Kalpana.

“Don’t slap me in the face you old crow!” Snapped Nasreen.

“Excuse me, but your the one growing wrinkles bat!” Replied Kalpana.

Only doing it for a few moments, both women dragged each other by the head and onto their knees, mainly so all the shreds of clothes could slide of them. But as it did so, Kalpana had sneaked her hands and grabbed Nasreen by the panties and started giving her wedge. Jolting in a pain reaction, Nasreen grabbed her panties back.

Thrusting them both by the undies, the women tried to withstand their own underwear thawing through their pussy and bum. Eventually both women were managing to lift each other onto their feet and standing, unintentionally.

“Ouch let go of my underwear you!” Ordered Kalpana.

“Let go of mine or I’ll pull them so far up your pussy you won’t find them for a decade.” Threatened Nasreen.

“Do that, then I’ll pull them so far up, you need to go to the hospital.” Countered Kalpana.

But as the women continued to snap at each other, they were determined to see who could pull each other up by the panties furthest, that they were both losing balance, staggering all over the place and walking together across the room. They showed prune faces to each other, wishing that they could let go for just second to pull their panties out a bit, but that would be like submitting.

Heaving a groaning there was a sudden snap and Kalpana begun dancing in pain as her panties had been torn up as far as they could go. Staggering in relief and holding the torn panties, Nasreen was twitching in pain trying not to act like Kalpana. Overall though Kalpana was now fully naked.

While it seemed that Kalpana would stay like that, Nasreen was about to grab her, but then Kalpana grabbed one hand on Nasreen’s underwear and gave a quick tug on it. They both stumbled from the desperate pull, but determined to get back at Nasreen, Kalpana held her underwear with the other hand and attempted it again.

 There was a firm gash as Nasreen’s soft material underwear was beginning to rip, no letting her have it so easy, Nasreen’ grabbed Kalpana’s naked, but slightly hairy pussy with one hand tugged on it. With a fierce yank from the two of them, they simultaneously groaned. The two were desperate, to humiliate each other more.

“Let go you stupid cunt.” Snarled Nasreen.

“Not until you get naked!” Replied Kalpana .

On the fourth yank though, Nasreen’ pants had finally been ripped and now she was fully exposed. With the jolt of pain though running through them, the two wobbled almost unable to stand because of the tremendous pain that they actual helped each other by holding onto the shoulders. They still almost fell though every now and again on their knees or collapse to their side, but the two fiercely tried to stay on their feet.

After a whole minute of dancing and pain throbbing, both women were almost ready. But before letting Kalpana fully recover, Nasreen had pinched onto both of Kalpana’s nipples and began tweezing them. Startling in pain for a moment, Kalpana desperately grabbed Nasreen’s nipples back and began twisting them.

Howling and shrieking, the two women twisted and pulled at each other’s nipples trying to rip them off. With their pussys still in pain though, the two stood awkwardly, with their knees out tapping against the other women’s leg for balance. While they did that, their chests were being dragged towards one another from all the nipple tugging.

For half a minute though of fiercely twisting on each other’s nipples, the two forced each other onto their knees after a while, finely off their feet.  They still kept going down though trying to get comfortable, that they sat their bums to the floor and they placed their legs coiled around the other woman’s backside as they continued to twist nipples.

Soon though their breasts were getting wet as they were soon going to be milking, sensing it both women had moved their fingers around each other’s breasts and began squeezing and digging into them. The two women were now milking one another carelessly, gritting teeth as their nails dug into one another.

“Trying to milk me now!” Sneered Kalpana.

“Well you are a cow.” Answered Nasreen.

“At least I ain’t a half-cow, half boar!” Snapped Kalpana.

“Shut up!” Ordered Nasreen, unable to make a come back with the pressure in her breasts.

 It wasn’t long until both breasts were shooting out milk. The liquid on milk squirted out of both breasts and sprayed over both women. The milked covered the two as they continued on pressing breasts, but as the milk slid over them, it dribbled over both burning pussys that soothed the pain their, at the same time made they crackling with pain.

“Pth! Stop spraying cow milk over me!” Screeched Kalpana digusted.

“Stop getting it all over my house!” Replied Nasreen.

Fighting to dominate again, the women pulled each other’s breasts back trying to lever them back onto the floor. Struggling to keep firm though, both women held their position on their bums. Attempting to ram forward though, Kalpana pushed her shoulders against Nasreen’s trying to ram her over, but kept her hands on Nasreen’s breasts as well as Nasreen’s hands on Kalpana’s breasts.

Grunting as they shoved against each other brutishly, the two women were soaking with both sweat and milk. Their hair hanged infront of their faces and their lips quivered exhausted and their muscles trembled as both fragile women had used up a lot of strength against each other. It was all matter now had still had the strength.

Giving another strong heave though, Kalpana had been pushed backwards by Nasreen and the two had hit onto the floor. Sitting over her with her upper body against Kalpana’s, Nasreen took a few deep breaths, letting their bodies swab up all the milk and sweat together.

Finally able to continue on, Nasreen had pulled her head hovering down to Kalpana’s right breast and sealed her lips over it and placed her right hand over Kalpana’s left breast, and then all at once she squeezed the left breast and sucked out all the milk from the right breast.  As Nasreen had began draining all over Kalpana’s milk, Kalpana panic, pushing against Nasreen’s breasts to get her off.

“No, I need this milk for my baby!”

Continuing to suck and squeeze the rest of Kalpana’s milk out, Nasreen gave it her all when she heard Kalpana plead. As they continued Kalpana shook her head as she denied this was happening and pushed her weight against Nasreen, attempting to her off. But as it was shown to be futile, Kalpana showed her hands out.

“Look Narisca I give, now please, just let go of my breasts.” Quivered Kalpana

Milk had been dripped and poured all around them, that they were soaked in it and shortly as Nasreen refused to leave a drop in Kalpana’s breasts, Kalpana was soaked dry.

When it was acknowledged that Kalpana’s breasts were empty, Nasreen steadily got onto her feet making sure Kalpana wouldn’t try anything. But when Nasreen head got off Kalpana’s breasts, Kalpana immediately cuddled her breasts in disbelief she got suck like that.

Standing over her naked and sweaty milk dripping off her and onto the sucked dried opponent, Nasreen watched how pathetically Kalpana coiled up and cradled in defeat. However it was surprising to see all the milk that had be poured out of the two, that it had created a puddle around the two as they battled.
Finished observing her defeated opponent though and letting their milk drip over her, Nasreen had grabbed the remains of a ripped dress and used it to clean herself and then dropped on Kalpana. After watching how Kalpana reacted, by ignoring the discarded rags over her, Nasreen then grabbed Kalpana by the hair, soon as she did Kalpana began panicking as she thought she was in for torture, but instead she was dragged out of the house naked and left there.

Eventually Kalpana had gotten to all fours and crawled back to her house wailing at her defeat.