Jim showed up in a limo and piled them all in the back seat.

A pile of Sharons laid sprawled at the bottom of the church steps. Sharon one and Sharon two layed with their legs scissoring each other and flat on their backs, there crotches smashed together. Sharon three and Sharon four were lying on top of them, also scissoring each other, but face down. Sharon one's and Sharon four's breasts were smashed against each other, as were Sharon two's and Sharon three's. Although there white dresses were tattered, torn and dirty, their nylons were still in tact. They were all out cold.

That's when Jim showed up in a limo and piled them all in the back seat.

He had gotten the last of the Sharons in the back when he heard one of the shout "What the F***"

Jim quickly slammed the door and locked it shut. The limo started to shake before he even reached the front door. When he sat down and turned around, he found the girls had fistfuls of each other's hair. One Sharon had a giant scratch mark down her cheek. Another had a cut lip.

Their nylon-clad legs were intertwined twisting around each other struggling for supremacy. Their nostrils flared. One Sharon (with the scratch) bit down hard on a third Sharon's lower lip.

The Sharon who was bitten grabbed another Sharon's top and pulled hard, ripping the material from the shoulder to the stomach. This Sharon reacted by slapping the attacking Sharon hard across the face. All four Sharons started to tear the other three's clothing. The tearing contest continued for next few minutes, all the while their legs still intertwined.

When the shredding was finally replaced with hair pulling again, All four ladies were topless, and two of them had lost their thongs. One of the Sharons tried to **** one of the other Sharons with its remains of one of the undergarments, and the fabric seemed quite durable. Another Sharon reached over and was able to knock the "weapon" away and it was now setting in a discarded heap next to eight stilettos heals that lay on the back seat floor. All that remained on their frantic bodies now was all four of the ladies white pantyhose and one of the ladies thongs. There legs were still intertwined.

Then something happened that Jim did not expect. One Sharon was able to kick one of the other Sharon's feet out from under her. That Sharon fell face first straight into another Sharons naked crotch. Without a second thought, that Sharon bit down hard on her double's privates. The Sharon receiving the bite with a cry of agony bucked hard, making the biting Sharon let go and fly upward. The flying Sharons naked tits slammed into the remaining Sharons face, and it was this Sharons turn to bite. She dug her teeth deeply into the other woman's titty flesh. Jim noted with a wry smile that even their screams were identical.

The four women now rolled on there sides, struggling violently. Two of the Sharons were spooning, as were the other two. The two Sharons on the inside were face to face. All four women were attacking each other, and all were filled with crimson scars, identical to the last.

All four women legs were frantically scurring for position. In the process their feet tangled into the Sharon’s thong who was still on. One by one, and without them realizing, the Sharons frantic legs slipped into the thong. Once all eight legs were in it, the thong was at the knees of all four women.

The one Sharon, thinking she was free, grabbed the panties and pulled up hard, not realizing that she was also wearing the underwear. In the process of giving her other three selves a wedgy, she gave herself one as well. The Sharon's on the inside fealt their cunts slapped together with the moistness of blood and sweat. The outside Sharons got a streching piece of fabric up their asses. All four women had the fabric painfully staining against their pussies.

A look of shock crossed all four of the women's faces as they realized what just happened. But they couldn't stop now. They all hated each other even more than before and as one grabbed the underwear and pulled together. All four were receiving and giving pain to each other for ten minutes straight of the quadruple wedgy.

During this part of the conflict they traded insults and spitted in each other’s face. Occasionally one of the Sharons would lash out and bite another Sharon. All this while the four women pulling hard on the highly resistant underwear. All four of the womenes crotches were starting bleed, as the insults turned to grunts of agony.

Finally, as if possessed they grabbed each others tits as if they were the same person with separate bodies (which they were) and squeezed hard. Arms reached back, forward, around until each of the womens eight globes had a hand squeezing it for all it was worth. The one thong hardly covering all four assess but refused to tear. They squeezed and mauled each other.

The Ladies continued. As if they were having sex, their bodies rubbed against each other in a fine sheen of sweat. Their hands mauled each other frantically. There crothces humped against the thin fabric of the thong. But the effort was not for affection, but motivated by pure hatred. The pace had slowed almost to a standstill...