Fight No. 1 Kristi Cline (PB) vs. Tracie Carmichael (PH) by Kit
In the coffee shop, on the golf course and at the water cooler the argument and debate has raged for years about which magazine has the sexier women, Playboy or Penthouse. But the situation doesn't stop there. The girls themselves each wonder this as well. No doubt both magazines have fine women gracing it's pages, and both sides know it. On almost every occasion when a Pet and Playmate meet, there is always the long, hard stares and glares. Most times a few catty remarks are exchanged, and several times the girls go to the extreme and actually fight.
Since the late 70s, friction between the rival groups has steadily grown, but Playboy has always manage to hang onto it's number one status as the top men's magazine; something that has always bothered Penthouse owner Bob Guccioni. Hugh Hefner eagerly accepted Bob's challenge when he presented it. Hef was determined once and for all to put a commanding distance between his empire and Bob's when the Pet boss challenged his Pets to square off with Hef's Playmates.
Both men acknowledged that each had sexy, beautiful women that would be very, very difficult to judge in a beauty contest, so it was determined that a series of no-holds barred catfights was the only way to go. With the details ironed out, the first group of fights would take place at Hef's mansion.
The first fight on the card scheduled Playmate Kristi Cline vs. Pet Tracie Carmichael. Both women entered the ring wearing skin-tight black bikinis and high heels. Each editor-in-chief introduced his Pet or Playmate to the small audience around the squared circle. Kristi and Tracie stared holes into each other as they kicked off their heels and waited for the sound of the bell.
Ding! Ding!
The blond playmate and brunette pet flew from their corners and clashed in the center of the ring. Swinging away with clinched fists, Kristi and Tracie pounded heavy shots into each other. Tracie's fists bombed against Kristi's breasts, while Kristi connected with blows to the face.
A trickle of blood dripped from Tracie's nose as she covered up and backed away.
"You bitch!" shouted Kristi as she kicked out with her foot.
"Uuuugggghhhh!!" moaned Tracie as she was lifted to her toes by the blow in her crotch.
The Pet doubled over gasping and holding her pussy. Kristi latched onto her by the tits and jerked her upright. Tracie cried out as her bikini top was torn off and her nipples were pinched and turned.
The small crowd began cheering as Tracie fought back by pulling down Kristi's top and sinking her fingers around the blonde's tits.
"Yeeooooowww!!" wailed Kristi as she pushed Tracie up against the ropes and reached for the brunette's pussy.
Tracie's eyes grew into saucers as she felt Kristi's hand run down her bikini bottom.
"Nnnnnoooo!! Aaaaarrrrgggggg!!!" Tracie yelled as Kristi sank her nails into the moist folds of her lovebox.
So intent on what she was doing, Kristi failed to realize that her own precious pussy was being attacked until it was too late. Tracie's hand slipped inside of the blonde's bikini and curled into a claw as she clamped down on the sweet blondness.
"Fuuuucccckkk!! Ooooowwww!!" screamed Kristi as she tried pulling away from the vengeful brunette.
Kristi broke free and stumbled backwards to the mat. Her ass landed with a thud as she rolled into a ball holding herself. Tracie dropped to her knees rubbing her pussy, too hurt to attack immediately.
The Pets and Playmates at ringside began shouting encouragement to their friends in the ring. Each side screamed for her girl to get up and attack, but the girls were still in too much pain.
Slowly Tracie rose up and teetered on her heels. Kristi got to her knees, tears streaking down her cheeks as she watched Tracie wobble towards her. Tracie got to within striking distance about the time that Kristi stood up.
"Wwwooooooff!!" grunted Kristi as her stomach took a wallop that caused her body to jackknife and stagger backwards.
As Tracie advanced in, Kristi swung out with a roundhouse right hook that buried itself against Tracie's smooth belly.
"Uuuummpphh!!" groaned the Pet as it was now her turn to double over in pain.
Kristi righted herself and gave Tracie an uppercut to the face that lifted her straight up. Tracie lashed back with a slap that grazed Kristi's cheek just before the blonde crunched her knuckles across the brunette's lips. The Pet's head turned on her shoulders as her lips were busted open.
"You fuckin' slut," cursed the Playmate as she reloaded and drove her left fist into the Pet's face.
Tracie dropped to a knee. Her nose and mouth bleeding as the lights flickered on and off in her head. Kristi grabbed her by the hair with one hand as her other doubled up and went to town on her face.
Seeing the Pet was out and unable to defend herself, the ref. pulled Kristi off. Tracie fell face down on the mat and a pool of blood quickly formed on the white canvas under her face.
Kristi's arm was raised in victory as her friends at ringside rushed in to congratulate her.
Kristi Cline had given Hef's Playmates an early 1-0 lead. (Vote was 219-98)