Cat Fight: Cally Dayson vs. Claire St. Clair

Cally huffed as Claire darted around her and batted back, ruffling her straight hair. Suddenly she yelped as she felt her tail pulled, the plug jerking in her rear. "Hey!" she cried, spinning around and pouncing on top of Claire. Hissing and giggling, she tumbled forward, wrapping her arms around Claire's midsection and taking the black haired girl along for the ride.

Claire was able to surprise her opponent with the quick tail-pulling, but she couldnâ€t get Cally down on the mat, and, as a result, the black-haired girl was easily pounced and brought down herself, as the New York brunette wrapped her arms around Claireâ€s midsection in a soft but not entirely expected tackle. “Ooohf!” Claire gasped as she hit the mat. Looking up into Callyâ€s pretty green eyes, she would wrap her legs around the girlâ€s waist, squeezing hard, while at the same time taking swipes at her cute little cat ears. “Get off!” she demanded playfully, smiling as she tried to force Cally to the side.

Cally giggled as she landed on top of Claire. Pulling her arms out front, she started pawing back at the black haired girl. The brunette wiggled her hips and bum, trying to loosen her way out of the leg lock, while unintentionally wagging her tail.

Claire was having some trouble getting out from underneath Cally, but at least she had the other cat girl in a leglock which seemed to be frustrating any plans she might have had. The black-haired girl giggled as she was pawed by her opponent in adorable retaliation for the swipes she took at Callyâ€s black and white ears. “Heh heh! H-hey! Take this!” Claire squealed, turning her head to the side to try to protect at least one side of her face as she would keep batting the other girlâ€s ears, a few stray shots hitting the brunetteâ€s cheeks and neck.

Cally giggled. "Nya-ah! Watch the face!" she cried in mock distress, her own pawed hands reaching further down to batter her exposed face, knocking around Claire's ears in the process. She couldn't do much else though-despite her small size this girl's legs were strong!

Suddenly, without warning, Cally leaned in and playfully nipped Clair's real ear. Taking it between her lips, she tugged once before licking it, hoping the shock would surprise her enough to loosen her leg's grips.

Claire would keep up her own assault, though the exposed right side of her face was still battered playfully by Callyâ€s paws. Her scissor hold on the brown-haired girl remained strong, and, despite having the inferior position, pressed down against the mat, Claire was beginning to feel that she was really draining her opponentâ€s energy. She dared to hope that she may have already taken the lead in this cute cat battle…until, that is, Cally nipped at her ear. Claire squealed with both surprise and delight as the lobe was tugged and licked, and her legs dropped weakly away from Callyâ€s midsection as the brunette kept up this attack.

“H-heh…heh…” Claire giggled, short of breath. “Your turn!” She would lean up and immediately try to retaliate, getting Callyâ€s ear between her lips and gently beginning to suck on it. She would even use her teeth to very lightly press down into the boneless flesh, hoping to further stimulate the other cat girl. At the same time, she would use her paws to push hard against Cally, looking to turn the two of them over and put Claire on top of the pile.

Cally squealed as she was toppled backwards, the strange sensation of her ear being sucked on giving her a surprising stimulation. "Eya! Hey!" she cried out feeling teeth press down on the cartilage.

The brunette started batting at Claire's hanging breasts. The small orbs were tantalizing targets, and Cally hoped the feeling would distract her opponent enough to topple her.

Claireâ€s attack seemed to be wildly successful, not only interrupting Callyâ€s assault on her ear, but also forcing the brunette to cede the top position, allowing the black-haired New England native to claim the more advantageous and altitudinous spot in their little catfight. Cally obviously was not going down easy, however, as no sooner had Claire gotten on top than her opponent began striking at her breasts.

“Nnff!” Claire huffed, wincing a little as Callyâ€s paws slapped into her bare flesh. Her chest was small enough that her breasts hardly really hung down at all, saving her from a painful battering, but her nipples were beginning to get irritated by the friction generated by the pawing. After a few moments, Claire would reluctantly loosen her legs and shove Cally away, getting back to her hands and knees and beginning to circle the brunette girl again.

Cally rolled up to face Claire again. The two rounded each other, Cally occasionally swatting at the New Englander's rump and tail.

Suddenly the Red Apple scrambled behind Claire and sat on Claire's tail. Sticking her tongue out at the girl, she batted the ball of yarn towards her, hoping to distract or trip her up as she tried to pull away.

As the two of them got back on their hands and knees and began circling each other once again, Claire could not help but give herself a little smile. It was sort of embarrassing, but this match was fun—at least, it had been so far. Acting like a cat and fighting kittenishly was much better than having a serious, knock-down, drag-out catfight, even if the two of them were naked as they were rolling around. It helped that Cally was a pretty cute little kitty, too.

Claire would take a few swats at the New York girlâ€s tail and rear end, feeling herself be similarly assaulted as they went around and around. The black-haired girl was looking for an opening, and was just about to make her move when Cally moved first, sitting down on Claireâ€s pure black tail. The schoolgirl was forced to sit as she felt her tail tugged, but the attack really had little other effect. When Cally rolled the ball of yarn by her, it seemed to Claire like the other girl really did just wanting to play.

“Heh heh, this is a weird sort of fight, isnâ€t it?” she laughed, turning her upper body to yank at Callyâ€s tail with one hand while the other pawed playfully at the girlâ€s face and chest.