Tiffany bit off more then she could chew...

Kim lunged low at Tiffany, in what the stacked Blonde assumed was a pathetic attempt at a tackle; the girl was going to fall at her feet, and once she got lose she walk down her back, making sure to bury her spiked heel into the geek's ass.

That was what she'd thought to do anyway.

Instead, she felt a hideous shock run up her left calf, causing her body to spasm and fall over backwards. Surprised by the severe shock, she was slow to react as Kim got up and grabbed a rag and a bottle off the table.

Trying to get herself into a **** defensive stance against whatever it was that Kim had hit her with, the blonde staggered to her feet and tried to charge at kim only to find the insidious device she'd had in her right hand was a stun gun. For a second time, she was hit with it, this time in the neck, and again she hit the floor spasming.

As Kim applied the chemical to the rag, tiffany could only stare up at her in terror brought on not only by her helplessness, but by the calm, but resolved expression on Kims face as she lowered the funny smelling rag onto her face.