Deacon
Kelis Vs Macy Gray
Crack House Brawl


Both Macy Gray and Kelis wanted to do something special to help the victims of 911 so when the Battle Clan approached them about a benefit match they jumped at the chance. Now the only question was what kind of match would it be and what would be the rules. Kelis was not a person to half do anything and whatever she did it had to be "real" and she had to be "into it" as she said on many occasions. Macy said, " if where are going to draw the biggest crowds and raise the most money it's going to have to be like a "crack house brawl" and I know lil somethin' about that" Kelis heard this and liked the idea. So what were the rules? Well there are none in a crack house, winning is determined by who walks out, so two women enter one woman leaves the victor. No holds barred, of coarse the Battle Clan has it's own rules for safety's sake: if one girl submits they will break it up. If a knock out occurs the fight is over and if one opponent is not answering the other's blow's or
ceases struggling to free herself from a life threatening or bone crushing hold they would break it up. When word of the match got around the fight community bets were placed from around the world. The Vegas crowd was calling it "The Kook Vs. The Crack Head", the wagers were in excess of $100 million dollars, advanced tape orders totaled 1 million in sales and the special venue for the match was sold out. The ladies were thrilled that they could do so much for the cause and now it was time to think about the fight.

G-Man had a special area built to look like the inside of a dope house; equipt with break away furniture. There were cameras everywhere and multiple screens set up so that the audience would not miss any action. Kelis figured she could take Macy with relative ease for several reasons, one she was raised on the streets of Harlem, in her mind the toughest and most sophisticated place on earth. Two, she was one of the strongest females she knew never having lost a fight with male or female and finally she would be sober for the fight and she was pretty sure Macy would not be. Macy was sure she would win because getting her @$$ whooped by anyone was just not on her itinerary for this year. Macy had lost a few fights but only when she was high or drunk so she planned to be neither. She was also known to be savage in battle having learned boxing, martial arts, and street fighting coming up; what else was there to do in Canton, Ohio?
The time came, both women were ready for battle, Kelis had been working out for a while since her label advised her to drop some weight; she took up weight lifting and kick boxing. Macy was also very conscientious about the match she even stayed clean while preparing for it she worked out with a jiu jitstu instructor and frequented Cincinnati's famous St. Mark's Jim to sharpen her boxing skills.


It was had to get Macy not to wear those tight bell bottom jeans she was so accustom to but she trusted her trainers and dawned a red body suit and sports bra. Macy's new look was awesome, she wore her hair tied back and greased to avoid obstruction and grabbing. She had done so many push-ups and pull-ups that it looked as if she had her breasts lifted; the sensual striations in her back, shoulders and arms was further evidence. Also those luscious mango shaped breasts rested aloft her lithe cascading abdominal assemblage which caused a simultaneous "Ummph! to resound from all the men watching. Her butt, thighs and legs were curvaceous, muscular and magnificent; Macy was an imposing model of statuesque womanhood.

Kelis was wearing a hot pink French cut singlette a sports bra and combat boots; she dropped about 25lbs of sexy baby fat and developed an athletic build that caused the audience to gasp. Her sexy biceps, triceps and forearms were peerless in muscularity. Her bountiful bust and puissant abs battled with Macy's visually. Her ample well-proportioned butt and legs flexed ready for combat. This was a perfect match up and would prove to be one of the Battle Clan's greatest offerings.

The fight started in the front room of the structure neither girl wasted time with small talk or posturing they just started thumping one another furiously. They knocked each other about crashing into the break away furniture picking up shards and splinters embedded in their nubile flesh and eventually though one of the walls. The fact that their hair was tied back meant nothing in this skirmish the two full maned vixens rendered each other's hair undone in the first room where they left blood stained deposits. Their language was that of two soldiers of opposing forces locked in solitary mortal combat inside a foxhole. They took hold of a clump of hair and traded punches and elbows to the head and face until the both dropped to their knees where the continued though fatigued beyond belief. Crimson streams were issuing from their contorted faces obscuring any prior perception of attractiveness.

Finally weary from the constant battering they stopped and converted in the head banging into a double headlock; still on their knees. They began to grapple showing off the different holds and counter hold they had learned also showing how innovative they were. One of the more interesting holds was when Kelis worked her way behind Macy and put her into a perfect full nelson forcing the brown bombshell to a seated position. Kelis stepped inside Macy's thighs simultaneously driving Macy's neck in between her own breasts then bouncing Macy's head on the floor. Macy's knees were astride Kelis' squatting mount and it felt as if the honey toned gladiator was ripping Macy's thighs from her torso like a discarded doll.



The only way Macy escaped from this punishing hold was to endure the pain; so gagging in her own special throaty type of way she lasted for almost 10 minutes until Kelis grew weary and changed the hold. Macy's glutei were quivering involuntarily and her sexy legs were now failing her for fatigue. Not to mention a headache that started at the base of her neck.

Kelis knew this and could have gone with any finishing move but she decided to show off her tremendous strength by executing a series of slams on Macy. First two scoop slams picking Macy up by the head and the crotch then giving quick delivery to the floor. Then a suflex where holding Macy's inverted legs in the air and head pointed to the floor she fell back crashing Macy's head and body to the deck. Then a running slam where she hoisted Macy over her shouldered Macy's perspiration enameled rump in the air her sexy legs suspended behind. Macy's head was tucked in a an inverted lock pressed against Kelis mighty abs Kelis took off running with her then dashed both of them to the floor ramming all her weight into May as she made impact. Kelis figure Macy had nothing left, so like a golden Lioness after subduing her prey she straddled Macy's face with her crotch and rested in a chest heavy, stomach muscle contracting, glutei quivering pant. But as Kelis rested so did Macy
who with lighting speed delivered a knuckle into Kelis solarplex causing her to gasp and roll off her. Macy still weary from Kelis devistating onslaught rolled in the opposite direction to gather her self; neither combatant wanting to give the other a chance the crawled back to engage one another on their knees. Now they tested their upper body strength twisting, turning, and bending one another back and forth, wrapped in a milk chocolate and honey swirl of blood sweat and tears.

As they struggle to take each other to the floor they would trade occasional head butts, punches, eye gauging and nibbles at the face. After catching their second wind about the same time they started for a standing position still holding on to one another. The tall Amazons began to dance about kicking each other in the shin, kneeing each other's thighs inside and out, and their rib cages. Their cursing was reduced to guttural sounds; growling grunting groaning, hocking and coughing. Both women's breathing was labored but Macy's sounded worse because of her raspy tone. As they attempted to trip one another they fell though another patrician, when falling Kelis had the superior position but just before they made impact with the floor Macy turned her. Macy's skill was beginning to show when toppling to the floor she not only had the state of mind to reposition her honey colored foe she also place her forehead at the bridge of Kelis' nose busting it on impact.

Blood was everywhere and Kelis screamed and turned her head to the side to avoid further contact this loosened her hold and allowed Macy to strengthen hers converting it into a front choke. Simultaneously Macy applied a grapevine double leg lock. Kelis knowing what jeopardy she was in began arch her back pressing her pelvis against Macy's, by this time their disrupted perspiration drenched attire exposed the print of their secondary lips which seemed to be panting for air in this extreme contest.






Even their suits long having departed into the slits of their vigorous ambient glutei. If Kelis could endure Macy's attempt at ending the struggle she had a chance of escaping when the big girl grew weary. Macy knew this too so she began the psychological warfare; she pressed Kelis pelvis down pushing her lovely quaking hind end to the floor every time Kelis would arch for a bridge. At the same time whispering to her in a low raspy voice "you weak B!%@#! This is why I'm gonna' take yo' man after I put you to sleep" meanwhile she tightened her choke and delivered a headbutt to Kelis' temple. As the fallen honey colored fighter gagged and convulsed for the last time before loosing consciousness, Macy sighed and rested on top of her for a moment. Then Macy waxed bizarre in her oppression; she arose and began to disrobe Kelis entirely, then Macy began dragging Kelis, (mellifluous, drenched, nude and convulsing), by her hair, around the arena shouting "this B!%@#! Is mine, I
am the Queen! Take a good look if you want some of me! You want some of this!"

Deacon