"There sure is alot of conflict in the news lately, huh?" the dignified looking commentator said, tilting his head to the side, craning his neck to observe another battle; this one of seemingly epic, erotic proportions. "For the record, who initiated this one?"

"Just who the hell do you think cares, buddy?"

"Look out! Duck!"

A high heel flew past the commentators head, barely missing his ear, slammed into a camera and bounced off.

"Hmmmmmm, hazards abound for us hard-working, diligent reporters," another exclaimed.

"Yeah, these hazards I can tolerate; rather amusing, don't you think?"

"Yeah these kind of interviews, what with the erotic exciting scenery, they are nice perks!"

"Yeah, speaking of PERKS, look at Miss Perky now!"

"AIEEEEEEE!" Katie Couric screamed as another hard fist slammed into her ribs. She blocked the next incoming missile and returned a punch that found its mark.

"Uhhhhhhhh..." Paula Zahn groaned as her left breast felt instant agony. "That hurt! Now I'm gonna kill you Katie," Paula snarled, trying hard to ignore the pain as she buried her fingers in her rivals silky hair, kicked her long leg out from under Katie's leg and with a viciously hard pull and full body twist, rolled to freedom.

"Awwwwwck!" Katie groaned. Now the tables were turned; Paula was on top, sitting on Katie's waist. She had to think fast, fight smart. How did she ever get into this mess? She heard laughter, cheering. Stupid bastards. Most of the observers were cheering for Paula, calling Katie names like, "Miss Perky" or "Miss Perky Smiles" even "Miss Jerky Perky!"

Katie wished people would take her more seriously. DAMN! This little impromptu scene wouldn't help that any. And all because of a little misunderstanding, a little name calling, a little push. "Ouch! Stop that....my blo....ow... noooooo."Paula's lightning fast slaps and punches were taking a toll as she slapped Katie's face and pummeled her stomach, ribs and breasts. Katie's protests only seemed to spur Paula on as she tore open Katie's expensive blouse, exposing her overstuffed bra. "Damn you bitch...stop it, stop it NOW!" Katie hissed, then she smiled as Paula suddenly stopped her assault. "Darn, I'm good," Katie thought - but only for a moment until she realized Paula was reaching for her hair. THUMP! "Uhhhhh..." THUMP! "Oooohhhhh..." Katie's head burst into pain with each thump; her scalp burned like fire with each hairpull. "Gotta stop her!" Katie thought.

"AIEEEEEE!" Paula yelped as Katie reached up, cupped her breasts firmly and squeezed the two firm mounds as hard as she could; her sharp nails digging through the sheer blouse and bra into the sensitive flesh beneath as she twisted her two luscious captives angrily. Paula's chest was bursting with mind-numbing pain as she shrieked, then released her grip on Katie as her hands went to grab Katie's wrists; digging her nails in deep as her beautiful eyes glazed with pain. "My boobs! My boobs! Please, let go of my boobs," Paula bawled.

"Think we should edit this a bit?" one newsman said.

"Nooooooooo waaaay!"

"Another loud rude interruption; ohhh, the hazards we newspeople face."

"Hey Jack get your camera on this; it's gonna get better real fast."

"I always figured Miss Perky'd be a good tittie twister!" an excited set woman laughed as she watched Katie dig her fingers deep into Paula's breasts. Paula shrieked and her arms flailed wildly until, suddenly, her face registered more rage than pain as she brought her hands down hard and slammed them into both sides of Katie's head, popping her ears.

"Arggggh!" THUD! Katie groaned just before Paula's punch slammed into her jaw. Her eyes rolled back a split second before two openhanded slaps brought a warm flush to her cheeks with stinging pain.

"That'll teach you for messing with my boobs, you pervert bitch," Paula snarled as she slapped Katie's weakened arms aside, grabbed the front of her bra between the cups and pulled.

"Nooooo! Oh gawwwwwd nooooo..." Katie bawled as she clutched Paula's determined hands.

Paula released the stretched bra and let it snap back hard into her rivals full tender breasts. Katie yelped as the bra snapped back, but off kilter so it only partially covering her lovely twins. One erect nipple was exposed giving both Paula and the cameraman an erotic target! "Yeowwwwwch, leggoooooo..." Katie wailed as Paula captured the sensitive nub and pinched hard.

Katie snapped a hard punch to Paula's chin as she bucked, sending her rival newswoman flying sideways. THUNK. Paula grunted, her head swimming in pain as a chair leg hit her in the face. Katie, instantly on her feet, quickly stomped on Paula's leg.

"AIEEEEE," Paula screamed and grabbed her leg.

Katie grabbed a double fistful of her hair and snarled, "Get up, Zahn! Lets have a little talk!"

Katie seemingly had lost all her perkiness and was in full-fledged 'bitch anchorwoman mode'. WHAP! "Uhhhhh." SLAP! "Ughhhh." RIPPPPP! SLAP! SLAP! RIPPPPP! Paula screamed and moaned with each hard. Fast, well-placed punch and slap. As she reeled back and to the side, screaming and trying to avoid Katie's lightning fast angry assault, she felt her blouse torn from her upper body piece by piece, threat by thread.

"So you like to grab boobs, huh?" Katie snarled. "Well, so do I!" She fired a solid punch to Paula's chin, snapping her head back, dazing her. Paula grunted as two eager hands fired upwards, grabbed the shoulder straps of her bra and jerked downward hard. The straps broke, the lacy twin cups released their treasure accompanied by Paula's shriek met Katie's sneering chuckle. BAM. BAM. Two quick punches, one to each lovely breast with Katie's third knuckle slammed into each erect nipple and inverting it. Two pained gasps from Paula and her eyes glazed over as Katie grabbed her hair, swung her around and pulled her into a painful full nelson.

"Now, we'll see who's perky," Katie giggled. "Or should I say, who's perky up front?" She jerked Paula's shoulders and upper body back, forcing her her beautiful breasts to thrust forward. Katie's large biceps, her triceps, shoulders and upper back muscles bulged at their most sensuous tightness as she held her taller, squirming rival in tow.

"Hey everybody, make sure you get a good shot of this lovely newswomen;" Katie called to her compatriots. "It's definitely worth an exclusive, don't ya think?" she cackled as she force marched her lovely topless captive around the news room, using her knees to kick the back of Paula's thighs and make her 'high step' like some kind of performing pony.

"Stop it! Let goooo...pleaseeee..." THUD! "AIEEEEEE!"

"Man look at Katie's' muscles," one excited man sighed. "She's one strong lady; poor Paula!"

"Yeah, wonder what MISS PERKY'S gonna do to her," another stated loudly.

"Grrrrrr! Dammit, don't call me MissPerky; I'm not...unnnnhhhh..." Katie's angry response became an agonized gasp when Paula slammed her other stiletto heel down on top of her foot! Katie saw stars as she released her and then grunted again from a hard elbow that Paula slammed back into her chest. BAM. "Unggggh." BAM. "Opppfhhh." Paula fired two punches to Katie's face that sent her crashing back onto a desk. Before she could recover, Paula grabbed her by the hair, pulled her off the desk and rammed her head into the wall. Katie groaned as she bounced off and felt her bra being torn off leaving her firm breasts bare..

WHAM! Paula's fist slammed into the back of Katie's head and she heard that hated word again, twice, "My, what nice perky tits, Miss Perky!" Paula sneered as she stepped behind the dazed newswoman, grabbed a double handful of firm perky breast and squeezed. The flesh mushroomed as it oozed between Paula's splayed fingers, the pressure turning the pink skin white!.

"Arrrgggh! Damn you! Let go, you stupid bit....uhhhhhh!" Katie snarled in frustration as she angrily reached up, but it was Paula who yelped when Katie grabbed a handful of her hair and leaned back, pulling her into a firm head hold as she summoned her incredible upper body strength. Katie's beautiful, perfect biceps and triceps rippled as she heaved until Paula screamed as she felt her body become airborne. A long luscious set of legs took flight; a long lean feminine body did a perfect flip as the newsroom echoed with a frantic shriek followed by a loud THUMP! A quick thinking prop man caught Paula's airborne heel midair and smiled as he enjoyed a private, intimate sight as the pretty reporter's spread legs prepared for a hard, painful landing. Papers, pens and pencils flew as Paula landed hard on her backside on the desk.

"Have a nice flight, Paula hon?" Katie rasped as she fired a punch to her groaning rival's belly.

Paula screamed and cussed angrily as she looked up into fiery, gleaming, mischievous eyes as Katie stood over her. Quick as lightning, Katie's hands shot out, her fingers captured Paula's erect nipples, then she pinched hard. Paula screamed as Katie shook her firm breasts, then released the nipples then treated the jiggling sacks to a couple of hard, stinging slaps.

"Ouchhhh! Yeowwwww!" Paula bawled, her face turning red as her long legs thrashed wildly on either side of Katie's hips.

"You're somewhat perky too, Zahn! Wanna go for a ride?"

"Noooooo...Leggoooooo....oh...owwwwchhh!" THUD! Katie grabbed Paula's hair and pulled her off the desk. She dropped hard on the floor in a most erotic position, long arms flailing, luscious long legs spread and kicking wildly. WHAM! "Unnnnggggg...." Katie's foot slammed into Paula's ribs and she grunted, rolled over and finally made it to her hands and knees after a brief, desperate and frantic struggle against and with Katie's lightning fast punches, pokes and slaps. Katie watched her gasping groaning rival retreat several feet before rushing in, grabbing her pantyhose clad leg in one hand, her short skirt in the other and pulled the skirt off.

"Nooooo, let me goooo, help, help me somebody," Paula yelped as Katie caught her and wrestled her to the carpet.

"The lovely babe wants help! Anybody here wanna help her?" a more than happy onlooker asked.

"Not me!"

"No, not me."

"No way," said a third. "When two lovely babes tangle, anybody who interferes is an idiot; especially if the two babes are two PERKY newsbabes, right?"

Hearty agreement and applause filled the air, as Paula screamed and struggled against Katie's strong arms that held her in a powerful half-nelson as her long strong legs scissored the beautiful anchorwoman.

"Not so smart and cocky now are ya, huh Paula dear?" Katie chirped, but her extra perkiness angered and frustrated the heck out of Paula who arched her back and squirmed frantically to pull free. "Settle down ‘n’ stop squirmin'," Katie laughed. "Here, maybe this'll help!" she giggled as she grabbed Paula's left breast in her free hand and squeezed the firm mound like juicing an orange!

"Arggggh! Pleaseeeee, nooooOHH!" Paula gasped and wiggled as Katie teased the stiff jutting nipple with her fingers, then pinched the sensitive nub hard. Katie chuckled as beads of sweat formed on Paula's brow. Desperation filled Paula as she made a last frantic struggle to break free; every muscle in her gorgeous body going for it!

But Katie gasped and grunted and hung on tight as her prisoner bucked, writhed and twisted. "Gosh, you're a real wildcat," she rasped as Paula's legs briefly found freedom, only to be recaptured in Katie's powerful, perfectly muscled legs once again. To the onlookers delight, Katie's short skirt had ridden high, showing a large expanse of gorgeous pantyhose clad legs; her calf and thigh muscles bulged as she tightened her python-like grapevine on Paula's trapped legs.

RIPPPPP! "Nooooo. OH you bitch…..I hate you…." RIPPPPP. Paula's barely audible words brought a contented smirk to Katie's perky face as she slowly and deliberately tore Paula's pantyhose to shreds, then raked her sharp nails slowly over the beautiful long legs. "Pleaseee..." (gasp) "No...(gasp)...morrrrre! I give up…let me…let me go....OH....uhhhhhhh!"

Paula's lovely body was exhausted; her chest heaving as she gasped for air; her beautiful silky hair disheveled; her formerly perfectly applied makeup now streaked and smudged. Clad only in the shredded, tattered remnants of her sheer pantyhose, Paula groaned as she gasped out her submission and let her tense body go limp in Katie’s powerful embrace.

"Now Miss Zahn, you submissive, defeated newsbabe,” Katie sneered. “What word are you never, ever going to say to me again?" She tightened her leg scissors once more, ever so slowly and painfully to make sure Paula got the message, giving her firm breasts a good hard, slow, painful, squeeze as she cocked her ear to Paula's luscious quivering lips, listening intently for the barely audible response.

"Perky….you're not per…perky….unnnnhhhhhhh."

"There, that's my good girl," Katie chirped as she slowly released her defeated submissive and nearly naked rival, gently laying Paula's head on the carpet before she got to her feet. “See, now that wasn’t so hard, was it Paula?”