12. Beach Bitch Brawl

Story by GrifterWolf on SoFurry

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#12 of Iron Author

Iron Artist Submission for HandofBlades

Angel the T-Rex flirts with a male during a nice day at the beach, but things turn upside down when his girlfriend Hilla starts a cat fight of epic proportions. As their fight draws out it makes it difficult to tell exactly who might win this combat


"Beach Bitch Brawl"

The sun, the sand, the surf. A perfect day to relax as Angel trotted across the beach, trying to barely touch the scorching ground as she balanced a bag, her cooler of drinks, a towel under one arm and an umbrella toward the shoreline. The sun today was a scorcher and the reptile was definitely feeling it. But she had been determined from the moment she heard about the beautiful day to get out and have some fun in it and she would. She just had to get away from the stress of the gym and just have a day for herself.

Angel reached a relatively barren area and quickly threw her towel down, stepping on it immediately she sighed as she felt her feet sink ever so slightly into the ground underneath it. She sighed and placed her bag down before putting up the umbrella she'd been carrying. It was a crimson red umbrella, and when she finished shoving the base into the sand it stood only about a foot off the ground which didn't give her a lot of room to lie down. Reaching into her satchel, she pulled out a small white bottle and began to lather herself with sunscreen. It quickly faded, returning her scales to their typical smoky gray color as she seated herself and laid back under the umbrella. She sighed as she felt her feet and lower legs bathe in the sunlight and she took a green covered book from her bag. She wasn't much of a reader, but she did enjoy doing the simple tasks when she was just out to relax. The smell of the salty air invaded her nostrils as she began to relax. As it was she was in a rather skimpy swimsuit; a black, shiny number that left very little to the imagination. She pulled her sunglasses down some to observe some of the men on the beach catching a glimpse of her and she gave a hint of a smile. "Boys..." She said to herself keeping up the pretense of enjoying the attention. She returned her sunglasses over her eyes and returned to reading in her book.

"Say." A male's voice piqued her interest after a few minutes. She looked up to see a male rex like herself standing near her. Tan red scales covered his body with the exception of a lime green speedo which, not unlike her own outfit, left little to the imagination. He had a beachball crooked under his arm. "I'm Jake. Nice to meet you."

Angel sighed and returned her eyes to her book with hardly an acknowledgement. "Go and play, Jake. Let the big girls read, will you?"

"Oh come on, can't I at least get a name out of you?"

Looking at the male through the top of her sunglasses, revealing her amber colored eyes as she did so. "Angel."

"By name, or by reputation?"

She smirked a bit at the joke, it was corny, but not completely unattractive. She enjoyed a confident male and this one was about as confident as they came. In her species so many qualities were rare. "Oh, trust me. If it were my reputation I wasn't a very quick study."

"Bad girl, huh?"

Angel shrugged. "I go back and forth." She said. "So, Jake. What brings you to the beach, and how in the hell are you able to stand on the lava hot sand?"

"I try to ignore it and have fun. Besides, most of us are pretty thickly... scaled." He cleared his throat on the emphasis. He was definitely getting her attention as she sat back and returned to her book. "Well, I gotta get back to my friends." He said. "Maybe we could meet up for drinks later."

Angel knew the passions of the males in her species tended to wander around the watering hole. She knew the type, but she couldn't help but tug that leash a little longer. "Maybe. We'll see." She said, and soon he had left, leaving her to watch him run back to the volleyball nets to his friends before reading some more.

It was a while before something had disturbed her from her reading again, this time it was a sudden wave of sand spraying into her face that did it. Sputtering and blinking the dry dust from her eyes, Angel gagged and coughed as she sat up. A sudden slap across her muzzle knocking her sunglasses away got her to growl.

"WHAT the hell!?!" She screamed as she looked up at a female glaring down at her, her hands on her hips.

She was a dragoness; white with blue stripes going down her arms, legs, and down along her tail that ended with a large fin. There were fins on her head too, her body was built for swimming. Almost as rare as a t-rex, she was apparently a sea dragon. And the way her foul mood had tipped off Angel's own temper, they were definitely not on the right track to becoming friends. Her swimsuit was more Hawaiian in style. It was a red two piece, the top looked like a trapezoid along her breasts, moving from a larger frame on one side, and collapsing down to a small strip over her right one that strapped around her body. Her bottoms were more like a skirt wrapped three-quarters around her waist with a cut up several inches just off to the side. Her tail flipped back and forth rather violently.

"Okay, what the hell is your deal, you bitch?" She sniped angrily.

Angel sat up, she was seething, but was good not to let it show as the saurian stared at her. "MY deal?" She asked. "And who are you calling a bitch, you bitch?" She followed up.

"YOU!" She shouted, kicking another fountain of dust at the rex who suddenly rose from her seat, knocking her umbrella out of the way as she did. "You stay the fuck away from my boyfriend, you got it?"

"THAT's what this is about?" Angel shouted indignantly. "Look, girl. I don't know what you're talking about, but I make my stance on men pretty clear. If they choose to ignore it, it's on them." She spat out some dirt that she felt grind against her gums. "You need to go talk to your boyfriend about it and stop slapping people randomly because you fucking feel like it."

"I'll slap whoever I feel like you bit--" She brought her hand around to strike Angel again, but this time, Angel caught it and pulled the hand back to an uncomfortable angle, making the dragoness twitch and curl back slightly.

"That was strike two." Angel growled, her grip tightening. "Now get out of here before I--OOOOWCH!" She screeched loudly as the dragoness' claw grabbed the rex's scalp and dug her talons in deep, scratching the scaled skin. "HEY!" She roared angrily as she grabbed the dragoness by the hair and pulled it hard and violently, almost causing the poor female's head to torque off her neck.

"AHH!" She screamed and slapped Angel who grabbed her hand and the pair of them spun wildly around in a circle.

Finally, Angel took a firm grasp of the dragon's top and as they fell apart and it came completely off as both girls crashed into the sand. "You bitch! What is your problem?" The female said as she sat up, covering her icy blue nipples with her arm. "Give me back my top!"

Coyly, Angel hung the top from her fingers tauntingly. "You mean this? Come and get it, girly."

"Hilla! Hilla! What the hell is going on here?!" Jake came running toward the women who both turned angry eyes on him.

"You!" Angel roared. "This is all because of you!?" Suddenly she felt a quick grab and tug of her own top as the rex's tits fell loose from her top which was quickly grabbed from her too. "Hey!" She shouted as Jake almost looked like he'd turned pale. Angel didn't bother covering her breasts as Hilla dangled her top like she had been. Instead, Angel leaped forward and tackled the other female, sending them both into the sand.

"You give that back!" Angel roared angrily, scratching and slapping Hilla.

Hilla took the blows and punched the rex's arm, knocking her off balance so she could tumble her over and sit on top, but Angel continued to roll, making them switch positions again. Angel kept pulling at Hilla's long hair, making her fall to the ground, but neither of them were getting anywhere. Somewhere along the way, the turn made its way for the worse when Angel felt her bathing suit bottom snag on something and pull right off. She tried to reach for it, but she was slapped and pulled away by Hilla who still had a great deal of fight in her. "AHH!" Hilla cried as Angel landed on top of her, planting both of her hands on the dragon's breasts when a white, creamy substance came shooting out over the rex's knuckles.

"Oh! I see we're lactating are we?" Angel taunted as she intently squeezed on both of the other girl's breasts, causing milk to pool and squirt from the confines of her chest.

Hilla managed a good, solid slap to the side of Angel's head, knocking her to the side as she then got up and began to do the same thing. "Looks like you need some milking too!" She shouted loudly as she punched Angel's head with a sticky free hand before returning to massage the lactose from her generous breasts. It was then that Angel grabbed the dragoness by the wrist and bit her hard.

"AHHHHH! God damn it!" She screamed before yanking her arm away as they toppled over again. They were close to the water after all this tumbling, waves began to wash across Hilla's back as she struggled in the wet sand. Her breasts were sticky and wet as Angel continued to try and milk her. "Get off me!" She roared angrily as she suddenly kicked up, hard between the other female's legs just as Angel was ripping her opponent's bottoms off as well.

While not the same kind of pain as a man getting kneed in the groin, it still hurt her. She felt sick and disoriented for a few moments, just in time to get a punch to the face and a slap from the other direction almost sending her flying off of her opponent. "NNGH! HAH!" She screamed and kicked Angel in the abdomen, knocking her back. She got up again, and just as a large wave came in, she tackled her again. Angel got a good kick in the same spot she'd just been kneed, making Hilla double over in agony. Angel grabbed Hilla by both the breast and the hair, squeezing hard and pulling harder until the dragoness flipped over onto the beach beside her. Socking her in the stomach with the back of her hand, Angel got up and straddled Hilla. The dragon grabbed both of Angel's hands who leaned down to bite her, but Angel got a stern bite on the arm instead, making her cry out before getting scratched clear down the chest by Hilla.

"OW! You're going to pay for that!" She shouted as she grabbed Hilla by the hair and slammed her head onto the sand.

"AHH! Quit it! Quit it!" She shouted in objection as she punched Angel in the side, then kneed her stomach, forcing her off of her before getting up and making a run along the shore.

"You're not going to get away with it that easily!" Angel shouted as she recovered and got up to run after the long-haired dragoness.

The sand was cold and wet under their claws, allowing both girls to get the traction to keep themselves separated by a good deal. Naked, the two of them ran continually down the shoreline toward a great bank of stones near the end of the beach. Hilla was quick to hop up onto the rocks and make her way up the ledge of the cliff as she made a beeline for the lighthouse that overlooked the ocean on the other side of the peninsula. The predator behind her leaped up several large boulders, but skidded and slipped between the rocks, which forced her to climb more in a manual fashion over the rocks to even pursue the dragon. She knew where Hilla was going, toward the ocean where she could swim away, but she wasn't going to let her get away with that.

Digging her claws into the ground, Angel made up a large amount of distance in a very short time, flying through the air at the last possible second and tackling Hilla to the ground. The two of them rolled as the rex maintained her hold on her. Digging her knee into the dragoness' back, she pulled back on Hilla's arms, making her shout out in pain and anger. There was a hint of satisfaction that her breasts were still dripping milk, but that was quickly wiped out when Hilla grabbed a clump of dirt and shoved it into Angel's face.

Angel teetered back and sputtered. That was when Hilla grabbed her wrists and threw her to the ground. Chest to chest, it was hard to ignore the stickiness between either female, their tails were flailing against the ground. They continued to throw one another over and each exchanged blows with their knees, their ankles and their claws into the other's stomach and lower regions. Hilla would bite while Angel exchanged scratching and pulling Hilla's long hair, which had become a tangled mess during their fight. Angel's body was covered in scratches, some bleeding, some were simply scratching on the surface of her scales.

"Need a time out! Need a time out!" Hilla said, breathing heavily as she shoved an equally exhausted Angel off of her. After several moments she spoke again. "Fuck, you're strong..." She panted.

"Y-you ain't so bad yourself." Angel acknowledged, her naked chest expanding and collapsing a lot faster than Hilla's. "Not a lot of girls can keep up with me like that."

"I bet this happens to you pretty often. Huh?" Hilla asked.

"Not as... often as you'd think. I only deal with it every once in a while. Usually they're some damn... furry species. Something that'll wear down quick though."

Hilla chuckled a bit. "You're really an overconfident little shit, aren't you?"

"Confidence is never a bad thing." Angel said. "Besides, you didn't even give me a chance. You just attacked me for no damn good reason. I wasn't going to take your boyfriend."

"Who, Jake? Nah. I'm done with him, I'm tired of his wandering eyes. You can have him."

"I told you I don't want him." Angel said, a bit more seriously now. "You should go deal with your problem."

"Hey. You were the one that started the problem by being a little slut. You should be the one to go shut him down." Hilla said, now starting to sound a little angry.

"I'm the slut? You came running down to kick my ass like you're all that, miss dragoness. I should bow to the queen of slut town." She gasped as Hilla gave her a sudden slap across the face.

"If I'm the queen of slut town, you must be the president of the United Sluts of America!" She shouted back more angrily this time.

"OH! It is on!"

Angel tackled Hilla again, pulling her hair as Hilla began to scratch her still recovering wounds. Their fight it seems was just starting. As the sun grew lower toward the ground, somewhere Jake was wandering off after some piece of tail, and will have soon forgotten about the two getting into an epic fight over him.

THE END