Bitchy Witches: Alyssa Milano vs. Charisma Carpenter

Charisma was dead on her feet. She was up all night with her two-year-old son, and daydreaming or should we say very, very early morning fretting about the health of her young son who was sick with a cold or flu. She was trying to focus on her lines, and the movements associated with entering and leaving a scene. She had earlier moved left when she was supposed to move right, and ran into Alyssa Milano. In the current scene, she is in her ‘Kira' outfit, which is nothing more than a series of threads, which are very tempting to the male viewers, but satisfactory for the censors. Needless to say a lot of cleavage and thighs are very apparent. Alyssa Milano and Holly Marie Combs are talking about some witchy or bitchy subject, Charisma isn't quite sure or coherent for a lack of sleep, and no amount of coffee is going to change anything very soon! Alyssa speaks her lines, and Charisma flubs hers. Alyssa stomps her feet, and says, “Come on bitch! You're pissing me off” Charisma apologizes, and they shoot the scene again. This time Charisma sees the concern in Holly's eyes. The do the same scene again; Charisma nails the line but turns into Alyssa again. “Fuck bitch! That hurt.” Alyssa then thumps her chest into Charisma's, like a football player would after they scored a touchdown. Charisma stumbles back, but quickly catches her balance thanks to all her years in ballet and dance. Alyssa had to get on her toes to match chest to chest with Charisma. Both young women have full and very firm breasts. Charisma apologizes, but Alyssa doesn't want to hear it, and waves it off. “Just get the scene right. Okay!” as Alyssa yells at Charisma. Charisma shrugs her shoulders at Holly, and the trio shoots the scene again and this time without the flubs or mishaps.

Charisma excuses herself, and rushes over to the side of the set and calls home to check on her son. Alyssa walks by her, and brushes up solidly against her, almost knocking the cell phone out of her hand. Charismas waiting for the phone to be answered in a low voice says, “bitch!” to the passing Alyssa, who ignores the remark. Holly comes up behind Alyssa, and turns to face her friend tells Charisma “to take it easy, she can be a real bitch at times on the set. Just let it go!” Charisma says, “I guess I haven't been much use today?” “Are you kidding, just look at yourself in that outfit, you'll be fine!” Holly replied. Maybe so, but I would like to get her off my back! Holly interjected and said, “Later! We have a long night ahead of us!”

Charisma managed to get through the rest of the day without any more miscues, but she did want to bump into Alyssa a couple more times, and hopefully put a hurtin' on her. Charisma called home every hour to check on her child, who was feeling better and missing his mommy! It was dinner break, and the cast had a two-hour break between shoots on the set. Charisma put her cell phone down, and watched Alyssa march past her. The two exchanged looks, except this time Charisma stepped in front of Alyssa and threw her shoulder and hips into the smaller brunette. Alyssa grunted from the impact and said, “So you like to play rough huh! Maybe we could get together for some one on one!” Alyssa punctuated the remark with a devilish smile, and nod of her head. Alyssa turned and walked towards her dressing room, and Charisma packed up her cell phone and her nerve and followed her like a beautiful butterfly following a spider to her web.

Alyssa opened the door after hearing Charisma's firm knock on her door. The taller brunette entered the room, as Alyssa closed the door. They moved towards each other, each jetting out their full and healthy breasts and pressed theirs into each other's set. Alyssa reached out with her arms and pushed Charisma back away from her, and told her “to back off bitch!” as Charisma took a firm hold of Alyssa's hair. Charisma had changed out of her “Kira” out fit, she was now wearing a tank top with blue denim skirt. Alyssa was in a below the knee brown skirt, and tan blouse. The two moved as they circled the other brunette. Alyssa spread her legs to display her fine, toned thighs, and Charisma matched her “vampy move to vampy” move. The two continued to stalk the other without saying a word to each other, when Alyssa broke the silence saying, “you might want to get out here now you stupid slut, before the producers find out that you got you slutty ass kicked to the curb!” “Fuck you” Charisma retorted back to her and said you're the slut Alyssa!” The two actresses immediately reached for each other's hair. Alyssa slapped Charisma's tits, and said, “I can't imagine why anyone would want to look at these!” referring to her posing in Playboy. The two women grunted, as nnnnoooo's and fuck you's were exchanged between the two battling bitches. Charisma being taller, started to pull up on Alyssa hair, but this allowed Alyssa to throw a few slaps and punches into Charisma's chest and stomach. Charisma bent over; releasing her grip on the smaller brunettes hair. Charisma let out a grunt with the first blow, and with each blow that connected. Alyssa backed off from Charisma, looking to do some more damage, but Charisma charged Alyssa and tackled her onto a small “director's” couch in the room.

Both women's skirt had risen up on their thighs revealing strong, firm legs then became tangled and flex muscle on muscle in each young woman's legs and thighs. Charisma was using her legs for stability, as Alyssa was trying to tie her's around Charisma's lovely neck. Alyssa on her back pulled back her knees and was ready to kick Charisma in the gut, when Charisma was able to catch her ankles and spread her lovely, kicking legs. Alyssa screamed, “You bitch! You fucking bitch.” The two women grunted with each exertion of struggle and effort to hurt and punish the other. Charisma dug her nails into Alyssa ankles, and even bit down on Alyssa right foot. Alyssa was screaming bloody murder; she then lurched up and pulled Charisma down on top of her, by pulling her down by catching a handful of Charisma's full mane of hair. Charisma tried to pin Alyssa hands over her head, and in doing so inadvertently revealed and exposed her cleavage, and mistakenly offered her right breast to Alyssa's sinking teeth. Now it was Charisma's turn to scream bloody murder. “Paybacks a bitch, huh slut!” Alyssa cried out. Charisma squirmed like a fish out of water, until she was able to release her breast from Alyssa mashing teeth with several well-placed punches to Alyssa's chest.

Smack, Smack, Smack! Charisma slapped Alyssa face for damaging her precious assets. Charisma then moved up on Alyssa's body, and sat on her stomach and grabbed and pulled Alyssa breasts through the delicate material and bra. With her right leg on the floor, and her left leg under the right leg of Alyssa, Charisma started to bounce on Alyssa's stomach and chest. Charisma said, “I am sure that this is not the first time you have been on your back on this couch, right slut!” “At least I got talent bitch! All you got in a pair of jugs, and legs that open on command.” Alyssa retorted. Charisma was getting ready to strike Alyssa again, when Alyssa shifted her weight, and knocked Charisma to the carpeted floor. Alyssa seizing the opportunity rose up and jumped on the stunned actress.

Alyssa landed with a thud on Charisma, and immediately started to grind her pelvis and chest into Charisma's. Their hands were in each other's hair as each pulled and shook each other's brown tresses. “Owww! You fucking bitch,” “Let go of my hair you slut!” were exchanged between the two as the battle continued. Both women's legs were still partially on the couch as the blood in their bodies rushed to their waist, breasts and heads. Alyssa used her weight to control Charisma as much as possible; she then latched on through Charisma's tank top to scratch and claw her foes full breasts. Charisma reached up and started to punch Alyssa's sides, and pull her hair to topple her off of her. This was to no avail, as Alyssa spread her legs for leverage over Charisma's that were still partially on the couch.

Alyssa's legs then slid off the couch, but in doing so she brought her legs and especially her right knees with full force on Charisma's love mound. Charisma had the ‘wind knocked out of her' and couldn't scream, as Alyssa started to pound Charisma's chest with punches. Charisma was finally able to let out a sound of gasping air, and then an ugh! and screams from the pain. These were due to the slaps across Charisma's face. Alyssa then moved her body up towards Charisma's face, and pressed her chest into Charisma's. She then used her legs to flop up and down on Charisma's torso, forcing precious air out of the weaken Charisma's body. Alyssa then pinned Charisma's hands over her head on the floor, and then smiled that devilish smile at Charisma. Charisma knew it wasn't over, and had a look of horror when Alyssa rose up and brought her right knee up and then slammed it again into the unprotected crotch of Charisma's who let out another deafening scream of pain.

Alyssa looked down at her defeated fellow actress. She was crying, and kept saying “you fucking bitch, you fucking bitch!” between the sobs and the tears from the pain in her crotch, chest and face. Tears were streaming down her beautiful face, as she lay curled up in a ball of hair, legs and tattered remains of clothing. “That's right loser! I am a fucking bitch! You hopefully learned your lesson to not mess with me slut!” Charisma pulled away from Alyssa on the carpeted floor, and was now a ball of flesh in the corner of the room. Alyssa was resting on her knees, with her legs curled up beneath her, watching her victim struggle with the pain and defeat. Alyssa was also feeling the effects of the fight, she was enjoying the high from the adrenaline rush, but as it was subsiding she could feel the abuse her own body had just endured.

Alyssa got up on her feet, and went over to Charisma and offered a hand to help her up. Charisma just slapped it away, and said “leave me alone bitch!” Alyssa backed away, and said “well I want you out of here now!” “Fuck you!” Charisma retorted back, and Alyssa was now pissed off, marches over to Charisma and pulls her up by her hair and said, “I said I want you out now!” Charisma being pulled by her hair screams “Owwwww!” and latches on with both hands on the breasts of her attacker once again. Charisma's hand bear down on the firm flesh of her opponent through the overly stretched and tattered remains of Alyssa's flimsy top. This time it is Alyssa who cries out “Owwww!” and lets go of Charisma's hair. The two are now tangled again in the corner of the dressing room, fumbling and moving awkwardly in circles; as each is struggling and straining to defend themselves, and hurt their adversary. They were attacking each other's breasts with their hands, as their legs were trying to python the other's legs and thighs. Their knees became weapons, as the close, intimate combat led to various kneeing of each other's pubic regions and thighs. Charisma was able to push, and pin Alyssa into the corner as she used her body weight to press Alyssa against the wall like a hockey body check. Through the strains of grunts and cusses, insults also flew between the two beautiful actresses.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. It was Holly looking for Charisma. She knocked on the locked door asking if Alyssa had seen Charisma? Alyssa and Charisma continued to fight, and struggle against the will and strength of the other's holds. In the struggle, the two managed to knock over a small table with a vase that broke the deadlock between the two, and heightened the curiosity of Holly. She knocked again, this time louder and demanded that Alyssa open the door. Except it was Charisma who opened the door, Holly was shocked to see her friend with a bloody nose, torn and ripped tank top and skirt, and scratch marks on her fabulous breasts, and in general looking like hell! “What the hell is going on Charisma?” But before she could finish the statement, she saw Alyssa sprawled out on the floor of her dressing room. Holly rushed to her cast mate, and then back to her friend. She said, “I'll try and cover for you two, try and clean yourselves up before they call us back in an hour!” Alyssa said, ‘fuck it! Were not done yet! She then got up, and moved towards Charisma ready to deliver and accept some more punishment. Holly got between the two vixens and said, “you can't do this now! We got a show to shoot!” And Alyssa said, “and we got a score to settle!”

Holly not wanting to get between the two wildcats, backed out from the two, and watched the two battered brunettes each reach out for each other's hair and begin to twist and pull at each other's messed up mane's. Holly did not dare to come between them, left to either get help or to delay the night's shoot for another day. Meanwhile, Alyssa was able to push Charisma down on the couch, Charisma reached up and tried to free the sweaty, full breasts of Alyssa from her bra. Alyssa leaned into Charisma, and pulled her hair back and forth, as Charisma hands were wrenching the bra off of Alyssa' shoulders. Alyssa responded by choking the delicate neck of her foe. Charisma wrapped her legs like a pretzel around the thighs and legs of Alyssa, as Alyssa continued to choke the life and fight out of Charisma. Charisma was able to shake her head and swat away her foe's hand from her neck, and breaks the grasp of Alyssa's chokehold. The two women now had their hands in each other's hair, as they pulled and tugged as if their lives depended on it! AAAAhhhh! Charisma screamed out, then Alyssa hissed “Let go bitch! Let go of my hair slut!” The two continued to struggle in each other's grasp. Alyssa was pulled downwards toward Charisma, as Charisma pulled her by her bra straps and shoulders. Alyssa attacked Charisma's chest, as she scratched and clawed her way down the sweaty, slick body of Charisma's. The red streaks stung the tender flesh of Charisma. She screamed a blood curdling owwwww! Charisma's scream even scarred Alyssa, but Charisma wouldn't give up, and grabbed the Alyssa's back with her right hand, and then used her left hand to seek and destroy her foe's womanhood. Alyssa let out her own scream of horror as Charisma's fingers and nails invaded her pussy under her panties and skirt. The two continued to scream in pain, and in anger as each was out to destroy the other's precious bodily assets. Alyssa brought her right hand up from Charisma's chest, and slugged her just below her left eye. Alyssa then fell on Charisma, as Charisma was able to finger, scratch and then knee her pussy. Charisma then opened her aching mouth and tried to grab a mouthful of Alyssa's breast. “Noooo! You bitch!” Alyssa said. Alyssa then slapped Charisma with her left hand, Charisma almost lost her balance from the slap, as did Alyssa. Alyssa broke away from her prey, then moved in to finished her off, except Charisma kicked her in her pussy, and as she doubled over, she was able to punch her in her gut just below Alyssa's bellybutton.

Charisma got off the couch, and went after the stumbling Alyssa. She raised her hands and open hand slapped her against the head and face. Grunts were coming from Charisma, and moans from Alyssa. Charisma picked up Alyssa's purse and started to wave and strike Alyssa with it; Alyssa raised her hands over her head and face to defend herself from the assault. Alyssa finally caught the purse and Charisma's hands in hers over their heads. The two struggled to control the purse and each other's arms and hands. Charisma dropped the purse, and its contents spilled all over the carpeted floor. The two now had clasped each other's hands in a battle of strength and will. Their breathing was heavy, as demonstrated by the deep rise and falls of their breasts. They looked into each other's eyes, knowing that no matter what the end was near. “You sorry slut, you ain't got shit.” Charisma said. “I got a lot more than you whore! Shut up and fight me bitch!” Alyssa countered. Charisma found an ounce of strength or adrenaline and pushed Alyssa back against the wall of the dressing room. The two enemies moist, sweaty skin met, and the two women could smell the sweet aroma of each other's expensive perfume. The aroma was almost hypnotic, as the motions and aggressions of the two women slowed down. Alyssa tried to knee Charisma in her thigh, and kick her but the two women were too close. Charisma could only hold Alyssa up against the wall, as she was using the stalemate to draw in precious air through her mouth, and the sweet perfume through her nostrils. Alyssa broke her right hand free, and quickly grabbed Charisma's hair.

Charisma mirrored the move, and the two women were now in their awkward hair-pulling dance once again. The legs clumsily shifted to anticipate the other's move, and also in an effort to get an advantage on the other actress. Alyssa had a brief advantage and was able to trip and force to the floor her rival. Alyssa got her “second wind,” and took hold of Charisma's throat as she lowered herself on Charisma. Alyssa made sure to avoid the kicking legs of Charisma as she continued to apply pressure on her neck. Charisma reached up to get a firm hold of Alyssa's hair, but it was becoming evident that it would not help. Alyssa straddled Charisma, as she released her grip on Charisma's neck. Alyssa lowered her stomach to atop Charisma's and locked her legs with Charisma's. Their hands were in each other's hair, and Alyssa was able to again to start to choke Charisma's beautiful throat. Alyssa lowers her body and face to Charisma's laid out body on the carpeted floor, and hisses “give up slut!” “Never bitch!” Charisma screams with her remaining resolve. Charisma is able to roll Alyssa over, and now the two are fighting on their sides. They grit their teeth, as their hands soon wrap around the other's straining neck.

Charisma's left leg is locked between Alyssa legs and thigh. The two roll side to side and then Alyssa rolls over on top of Charisma. Their hair is strewn about, as it is hard to tell from where one actress ends, and the other begin. Alyssa sits up on Charisma stomach, and wraps both her lovely, deadly hands around Charisma's lovely neck. Charisma reached up to Alyssa's neck, but she is too late. Alyssa bears down with her weight and pressure and spits down on Charisma's horrified face. The two women are gritting, trying to bear through the pain, and the instinct to get away. Alyssa can feel Charisma's hold on her neck give way, and loosen. “Let go of me bitch! Or I swear I'll kill you slut! Alyssa screams at Charisma. Charisma's legs are kicking wildly and then stop and land on the floor. Charisma's hands are still around Alyssa's neck, but weakening.

Charisma's hands release Alyssa's neck, and slide down the slippery slopes of Alyssa's neck, chest, shoulders and strong, lean arms. Alyssa still has her hands around Charisma's neck, but she has stopped pressuring the windpipe, and softens her grasp. Charisma's hands fall to her sides, and the fight is concluded. Alyssa strokes the neck, arms and chest of her defeated rival. She stimulates and plays with the prone nipples on her breasts, and traces the outline of her face and jaw. Alyssa is coming down from her “fight mode,” and just playing with her victim. Still sitting on Charisma's stomach, she straightens up, then leans back a few degrees, and firmly grasps the love mound of her victim. Her hand is under the skirt, and now fondling with Charisma's wet, sweaty panties. Alyssa says, “well someone is a little excited, and jabs her fingers into the moist pussy and stimulates the erotic opening; eliciting ohhs! and awwws! from the beautiful actress; Alyssa then clutches the love mound and digs her nails into the tender flaps of skin. Charisma yells out “owwww! Alyssa stops and looks down at her defeated prey and says, “that should teach you to mess with the Bitch Witch!”