Chapter 1. Intro to the C*ck and B*lls one OH one

A full narated catfight fetish story.

Below is the full descriptive story text for your enjoyment...

Susan’s first F*ck Fight

Susan and Jacky were two of the prettiest Hard core Lesbians in CatFight City.

They loved their jobs as much as they loved sharing their sexy semi-private social life.

Both worked at the local Thorium Generating Plant. They were BOT Repair Programming Techs. They first met each other way back in the day, when they were at Tech College at a distant Galaxi Outpost.

The Trade School itself was hard to get into, and had a lot of very competitive sharp minds that often got into entanglements. Such as the famous catball Sue and J*ck got into, in a pile of slippery goo, just outside the college, the day after they graduated.

The slippery mix of whatever they were fighting in that evening, immediately took their grapple contest to the ground, where it stayed for the next 10 minutes of the girl fight.

Their fav cat fighting costume as a result, was your basic collegiate shirt and tie and pleated mini. That was what their very first real catfight dress was. They were a real crowd pleaser at their Grad Party. Getting all ripped up and dirty, like a pair of battling rolling tomcats.

Nobody broke them up, and by the end of their fight their clit on clit stimulation gave them multiple angry *rgasms. Hence they went from clawing to pawing a few minutes after they were pulled apart by the security bots.

The whole ground tangling cat fight only lasted about ten minutes, but felt like 10 hours to the two l*ttle deviant tech geniuses. Oddly enough the Two Power companies that were both run by lovers of the catfight fetish got into a bidding war to draft them into their apprenticeship program.

Instead of becoming enemies, the girls joined hands, sort a speak, and skipped down the flowery path to the sapphic love garden of crotch tangled classic girl fights, cat b*lling and of course tribadism and s*x fighting. Which included a very lucrative pay per view channel they had hooked into, complete with POV body to body h*ok ups, for the lucky patrons with a sense of the voyeur in them, and an XRB credit card to go with it.

This new, latest and greatest futanari fight deal would be a real giant cherry on top, for the girl’s s*xual sexy adventures, making them even more popular on the PPV circuit. They got paid nearly ten times as much doing this, than with their Tech day job.

Like most of the female majority on Planet Arth, they enjoyed a good rules catfight.

Recently though they had become interested in futa fights. They would wrestle each other, and other hot lesbians at the local fight club by sucking down a nano bot clit c*ck pill, then get into some serious giant clit c*ck-fighting.

The prime full m*le b*lls and all attachment had gone on sale.

Which was why Jacky came charging home, as happy as a clam, with a bogo surprise for both her and Susan.

Looky looky my l*ttle c*m tw*t, giggled Jacky, while whipping up her pleated

Mini skirt and showing off her placid c*ck and b*lls rig to Susan.

I got you one two sweety bums.

Dam cried Susan, I’m as wet as a Venerian Slug. Here, give me a sh*t of whatever you got in dem dar b*lls Sailor girl! Chirped Sue, as she got on all fours and started barking like a Chihuahua with her *ss wiggling in the air.

Hurry hurry. Easy to set up.

Just open it up, spit on the tip-knob so its’ AI programming will imprint the nano lock ups, so it will attach neatly to your p*ssy lips and link up all your sexy nerve endings. The b*lls are also self-filling, and only take 10 minutes to regenerate. You can also adjust the feelings or sensitivity. Want to get into a kick fight? NO problem, just dial down the sensory que.

To release your C and B just rub behind the b*lls at the very back attachment and give the l*ttle nano clamps about 5 minutes to release. You can also increase both size and erection by stroking the underside of your c*ck, or slowly bring it back to earth by rubbing your spit on the back of your b*lls. Of course a good bear hug tongue and grind, while tickling our knob heads together would also bring us a pair of Polish Snakes to tangle up nicely and make biggy-ski messy time!

Fan f*cking tastic squealed Susan.

J*ck then exclaimed, lets do a garter locked tongue fight catfight. I’ll start playing with my new b*lls some more, while you start getting dressed.

The girls got ready, and all dolled up....

They then went into their grey-out total privacy Cube / Room

A c*mpletely padded room with a medical auto kit. In case the girls got a l*ttle too rough, and the privacy room, although rather dank, provided both maximum security, privacy and safety. The med kit could help keep them f*cking around with each other for hours at a time.

F*ck ya, their work week was over. TGIF and these two were about to cover each other from head to toe in nano bot c*m.

Both C B’s were tucked nicely behind the girls wedgy ready g strings. They looked more like droopy v*gina lips with a swollen clit, behind the g string covering. This would all change, however, once they got into some heavy petting, tongue fighting and wedgy action.

The Girls Who Loved C*ck Fighting