Turns into a real brawl

by ThaCat005

Melissa bashed Ann's head into the window twice. The window cracked but didn't break, Ann fell to the ground.

"Nothing but clothes in there, I wouldn't be seen dead in any of it. C'mon, there's a Spencer's Gifts across the way."

Melissa grabbed Ann by the hair and took a running start, planning to throw Ann into the window hard. But at the last second, Ann ducked and lowered her shoulder. Caught off balance, Melissa flew over Ann's shoulders and smashed through the window.

"SWEET! It's, like, some of the girls from that sex fight league!" The clerk behind the cash register was a good looking young woman with died black hair and tight black store-regulated clothing.

"Awesome!" Said one of the customers.

"Fuckin' posers..." Ann growled. She stepped through the broken window and grabbed Melissa by the hair.

What she didn't expect was for Melissa to grab her by both legs, lift her up, and slam her down with a olympic wrestling style double leg takedown. Luckily for Ann they landed on a beanbag chair instead of the floor.

"Since I won the hardcore title I've been thrown through a lot of windows. You get used to it. Hey, a lava lamp. I've always wondered what was in these."

Melissa picked up a yellow and green lava lamp and smashed it over Ann's head. The lamp broke and the water and wax poured out. Some of the yellow wax got in Ann's hair.

"Ha, she's a blonde now!" Melissa said to the fans. "Now lets see... you've got makeup in here, maybe I'll see how the Preppy look works for her."

"Oh, SHUT UP!" Ann grabbed a framed poster off the rack and broke it over Melissa's head. "Here, meet Jenna Jameson."

Not to be outdone, Melissa grabbed a framed poster of her own.

"Yeah? Here's Tupac!"

Ann grabbed Melissa by both tits and twisted to the side, using her Deadly Spin move. Melissa was thrown head first into one of the racks. Stuff fell off, and Melissa was covered in random boxes and statue/action figures of heavy metal stars.

"Rob Zombie? Lame." Ann punted the thing across the store. "Hmm... the official "Foreplay Boardgame"? What do you think Melissa, do we have time?"

Melissa's voice was muffled under the stuff that had fallen on her, but she threw an Ozzy Osbourne model at Ann. Her aim was well off though, Ann didn't even have to dodge.