Backstage Brawl ~Bunny Bomber vs. Isabella Snow~

Bunny squeezed Isabella's bare, exposed tits as hard as she could, digging her nails painfully into the girl's flesh. She sneered at her, nothing but distaste and dislike for the girl in her eyes as she clamped down as hard as she could.

Then, Isabella swung her fist at this close range right into Bunny's face. The blow connected, and Bunny let out a shriek, letting go of Isabella as her head was forcefully turned to the side by the punch. The next thing she knew, her head was slammed into the table, bouncing straight off of it. Bunny looked dazed, staggering a few steps away from Isabella as she shook her head, trying to clear off the sudden, cheap attack from Isabella.

Isabella grimaced as the model dug her nails rather painfully into her naked breasts, leaving deep scratches in her flawless skin and finally forcing a response from Isabella, though not one of embarrassment from being exposed but rather anger at being clawed by Bunny. Furious she drove her fist into the side of the model's head, gasping as those nails pulled away leaving behind a few blood red scratches. Crying out Isabella would then smash Bunny's head down against the table leaving the woman staggered and stumbling back, but she wasn't going to just let her get off with a few hits.

Looking back to the table she grinned deviously as she noticed a pot full of strawberry topping meant to be poured over pancakes, but today it would be used a different way. The cameras continued to record as the white haired woman grabbed onto both sides of the pot and with a swinging motion she threw out its contents in Bunny's direction looking to drench her in the sweet liquid.

Bunny gave her head another quick shake from side to side, shaking off the cobwebs the smashing into the table had given her. She quickly looked towards Isabella, hatred burning in her eyes, but it was just a moment too late for her. Before she had time to react, the bowl full of strawberry topping collided right into her chest, and while it didn't hurt her too much, as it fell to the floor it left her t-shirt completely soaked, the entire frontside of it stained red by the sugary, fruity topping.

Bunny stared helplessly at her chest for a moment, then looked up towards Isabella. She simply stared towards her, her mouth agape in shock for a moment, before suddenly launching herself towards the bare-chested woman, hoping to tackle her right onto a tabletop!

"You BITCH!" She screamed as she did so, throwing herself towards the girl. "You'll pay for that!!"

Isabella hadn't been expecting to get into a fight so early on in the day but now that she was here there wasn't anything she could think of that would have been more fun than this, especially now that breakfast food was getting involved. The cameras began to flash rapidly as just about everyone in the room began taking dozens of pictures of a strawberry topped Bunny, Isabella laughing rather loudly and even tearing up a bit at the sight of her surprise opponent covered in the red liquid. "There, you may only have decent looks Bunny but at least you look tasty now!" Isabella said with her laughter finally dying out, wiping the tears from her eyes.

Bunny looked absolutely furious and that only made it funnier to Isabella, the white haired bombshell licking her lips in preparation for their little fight to continue. Isabella set her foot and brought her hands up as Bunny charged forward, trying to stop the woman through force but it didn't go in her favor as the woman lifted her up and slammed her down onto the unforgiving table. Groaning from the pain of the sudden impact Isabella could feel the strawberry topping spreading over her as well, seeping into what was left of her clothes while she reached out with her arms searching for something to use here. Finding what felt like a pot Isabella would grip the object's handle and swing it at Bunn'ys head.

With Isabella now under her, pinned between herself and the table, Bunny felt that she was in a good position to finally strike back at the woman, to finally get a little bit of real payback on her. Unfortunately for Bunny, Isabella had something else in mind for her. Before the pink-haired woman could even raise a fist to strike at Isabella, her white-haired opponent lifted up the pot, slamming it into the side of Bunny's head. For a brief, brief moment, Bunny froze, then slumped down onto Isabella, lying against her, her hands raising up to her head. A loud cry of pain passed through her lips, the model stunned for the moment, and left wondering why the hell a pot from the kitchen was on the table in the cafeteria.

Isabella dropped the pot onto the floor after knocking it upside the model's head, a rather satisfying ringing sound filling the air while all the people crowded around them gasped from the hard hit. The little bunny froze for a moment before collapsing on top of her, the woman's weight making it hard to catch her breath, Isabella bringing her hands up to the woman's shoulders and giving her a hard push to try and push Bunny off of her. "You know, you're rather heavy Bunny, maybe you should go on a diet or something." Isabella joked as she went to get back onto her feet, sending a swift kick at Bunny's side.

Bunny gave a groan as Isabella pushed her off of herself, the model rolling off the woman and onto the table beside her. She was still feeling dazed from the pot strike to her head, her thoughts were still a muddled mess. She didn't even hear Isabella's words as the woman taunted her, joking at the pink-haired woman.

Then Isabella's foot came up, striking into Bunny's side as she lied there on the table. It connected solidly, causing the model to hiss out in pain, squirming around on the table. With a low groan, she forced herself to roll away after the hit, dropping off of the table on the opposite side of Isabella so that the woman would have to come around to get to her. She panted lightly, lying there on the floor, taking a moment to rest and catch her breath.

Isabella smirked as her foot sunk into the midsection of the little so called model, reveling in the satisfaction she felt in showing this woman just who the boss really was. Her more sadistic side was showing here in this unexpected bit of fun, taking joy in hearing Bunny crying out in pain though she could have done without her escaping to the other side of the table. Flashes of light caught her attention and Isabella turned around to find members of their audience snapping pictures of the melee, waving to her fans and even shaking her breasts a little just to see how they would all react.

"Now I can't let myself forget about you..." Isabella said more to herself than anything as she made her way around the table, stepping over to Bunny and reaching down to grab the model by her hair and pull her up to her feet.

Bunny lied there upon the floor, rubbing her head slowly, trying to shake off that nasty, cheap shot with the pot to the side of her head. She would pay Isabella back for that, she just needed the right opportunity.

She lied there, waiting, listening to the sounds of the cameras snapping, biding her time as she readied herself for just the right moment. Then suddenly, that moment came, as Isabella stepped around the table towards her. As soon as the white-haired woman came near, reaching down for Bunny, the model sprung into action. Up she suddenly came as Isabella reached for her hair, her fist slamming itself straight upwards, aiming right for Isabella's crotch with a brutal, nasty low blow.

Isabella had an amused and rather devious looking girn on her lips as she reached down to have a little more fun with the little model, intent on showing her just how rough the real world could be when you pissed off the wrong person. But that smile turned into an expression of pure pain as she felt the woman's fist driving upward into her crotch, Isabella groaning from the intense pain while her hands shot down to guard her sex from any more cheap shots from the model. She stumbled backward on her feet for a moment before falling down onto her back, rocking lightly back and forth while she rubbed her crotch to try and ease some of the pain. "You bitch!" She managed to say through gritted teeth but unable to do much more at the moment.