Candyland Catfight: Penny Candy vs Chocolat Kiss (Patreon)

Back at this weird and fun little mess of puns, cartoonish bodily harm and catfighting strippers. I had picked out the names basically at random from a list I had of pun candy strippers, but Penny being the candy princess who runs around being a rowdy but beloved slut sprang out. Chocolat was originally just Chocolate, but I thought the shortening made it sound more exotic and more like a name. Then I got halfway through when I thought to make her French just for the accent. Which may come up in the other story voted in this month, since it involves a sexy Joan of Arc.

Anyway, more of the extra violence but nobody actually getting hurt and just healing back because they're made of gummi bears and chocolate and such. This one went more one-sided than I usually do with these, but it felt right the more I wrote and learned about the gals.

The Molasses Swamp was a popular spot in the seedy side of Candyland. It was all perfectly legal, but it let the outwardly sweet and peaceful candylandians cut loose away from prying eyes. Dive bars, sex workers, and fight clubs were everywhere, but the especially savvy businesses had a little bit of all three. The Swamp was clearly one of them, famous for its molasses mud wrestling nights. Their more humanoid dancers had spent plenty of nights settling their differences in the pools of various sweets, tearing each other apart before recovering their battle-damaged curves like nothing had ever happened.

A well-dressed candy cane strolled out to the middle of the showroom floor. She was working as the MC for the night, and determined that the candyfolk had settled in enough to start the fight. It was going to be a big one, so they gladly noted how packed it was tonight.

“Good evening, everycandy! We’ve got a great show for you tonight, so I hope you’re looking for some of the sweetest, spiciest ladies performing some of the most erotic acts of violence against each other. Introducing first, we have our dark, thick and tasty lady of the evening, Miss Chocolat Kiss!”

The full-figured candy woman strode out, swaying her thick hips as she went. She was clearly from a mixed heritage, because her dark chocolate skin didn’t match her white chocolate hair. The stark contrast of her short white hair and dark brown skin tone made her an eye-catching favorite at the club, dressed in her glossy silver corset, glittery high heels, and some sheer thigh-high stockings. She strode down the runway to where the stripper pole was set up in the center of a wide pool of their namesake molasses. She stepped in so that the smooth skin of her shins glided through the smooth, syrupy mess. Chocolat caught the pole and gave a graceful twirl, kicking up a thin splash around her tailing her leg. The audience whistled and cheered for the sexy display of the curvy candy stripper.

“And as a special guest for tonight only! You’re in luck, folks, because you’re in for a royal treat! Gracing us with her presence is our second fighter, Princess Penny Candy!”

The crowd erupted into cheers. Candyland was a pleasant kingdom to live in, so the people were quite fond of the royal family. A royal honoring such a sleazy place by appearing at all was a pleasant surprise, but most of all because Princess Penny was gorgeous.

The princess’ royal diet and cushy lifestyle gave her an incredibly curvy figure. A thick hourglass figure wobbled as she strode out towards the stage, blowing kisses and winking at the crowd. She wore a fine royal cloak with the head pulled back, likely how she’d reached the den of smut without drawing attention to herself. The crowd didn’t bother to ask if she was here by her parent’s permission or not, and decided it would be easiest not to mention it just in case. Penny’s bright, pure pink skin showed her descent from the original Candy bloodline, and her long, straight hair swished behind her in a wave of deep cherry red. When she shrugged off her robe, her slender figure and slim, slight limbs and the barely covering sling bikini made her outrageous curves even more shocking. The citizens could see she was shapely beneath her dress and heaving over the chest of her dress, but this was something else entirely. Her skimpy yellow swimsuit rode high up her appetizing ass, letting her wide hips and watermelon-like breasts bounce around like gelatin.

“Hello, good candians. Who’s ready for me to show the power of the crown and mop the floor with sour little slut?” she called out to the hyped crowd.

Chocolat sneered at her as she played to the audience. She had been told they were having a special guest, but the cocky princess was not what she was expecting. Her temper flared up as Princess Candy took her time at the ring/pool’s edge, bending over to shake her big jiggly booty for the crowd. Kiss bared her teeth and waded up behind her, grabbing the princess by her hair. Her nails dug into the thick pink locks as she spanked her big pink ass, sending it wobbling out of control and getting a startled shriek from the royal slut.

“Don’t you turn your back on me, bitch! Zis is my stage!” Chocolat barked at her in her Bonbonese (as close as they had to French) accent.

She gave a sharp pull back on Penny’s hair, tearing the princess off her feet. Her high heels hit the edge of the pool, tripping over it and falling into the muck with a splash. She sat up in the mess with her mouth agape, wiping the runny syrup off herself.

“Welcome to ze swamp, princess,” Chocolat mocked her as she loomed over the pink princess.

She raised her foot and slammed her glittery heel into one of Penny Candy’s tits. She huffed as she was knocked back into the muck with the indent of Chocolat’s heel still wedged into her bouncing boob. The princess coughed between the chest shot and the chocolatey mess splashing into her face. Kiss smirked to the audience, clearly unimpressed by the royal wrestler as she moved in for the kill.

Princess Penny was surprised by the cheap shot but she was trained in more than simple politics. She glared up at the approaching chocolate girl and swung her foot up to slam between her legs. Chocolat gasped and grabbed her aching crotch, immediately halting in her tracks. Penny gave a sweep of her leg through the sludge, tripping her up despite the slogged down swing. Chocolat landed on her hands and knees as the princess rode her momentum, rolling into her and pouncing onto her back. Penny’s dainty pink arm wrapped around Chocolat’s neck. The paler candygirl’s regal limb was no less painful to have pressed across her throat, making the choco girl gag and choke.

“Is that all you got? It’ll take more than that to bring down a princess!”

Penny leaned back harder, making Choco’s back arch and her chest thrust further out. She gasped for air as her boobs bounced around, making her hershey kiss nipples start to peek out the top of her corset. Seeing the dark orbs bounce around, she went after the tempting targets by gouging her nails into them and raking them upward. Chocolat shrieked and kicked her feet around as the tit claw peeled off a few shallow layers of her chocolatey skin. They fell delectably into the muck as Chocolat fumbled protectively at her chest.

“Go back in the sludge where you belong, you taffy-titted tramp!” Princess Candy jeered as she gave Chocolat a hard shove.

The darker stripper landed tits-first into the molasses. Her face splashed down a split second later, making her sputter and start to push herself up. Much of it ran down her skin, but there were already caramel-colored streaks starting to fill in the scratches on her tits. The runnier syrup wasn’t as quick working, but it provided a similar use to the rest of the softer candy for a quick fix with the battle-damaged fighters.

The audience had burst into cheers by the time Miss Kiss got up to her knees. She realized Penny hadn’t come after her, and looking around the pit she saw that she had attached herself to the stripper pole. Despite her regal upbringing the busty royal was showing that she knew how to party. She had hooked her legs around it and started twirling around with one hand, even letting go with her fingers to let herself hang backward. She held out her arms to shake her shoulders, bouncing her tits as they hung in front of her face before going back into a spin. She had stopped to put on a show rather than keep working her over!

It made Chocolat’s bloodsugar boil. She clenched her fists and gladly took the opening as she rose to her feet and sloshed after Princess Penny mid-twirl. The attempted sneak attack was cut off when Penny went into a surprisingly acrobatic twist, putting all her weight on her dainty arms and whipping herself around the pole in a burst of speed. She swung both curvy legs right into Chocolat’s scratched up tits, sending her flying a few feet back and crashing completely outside of the muddy molasses ring. The audience burst into even more cheers as she landed in a daze.

“You like that, my loyal lovelies? Don’t let anybody tell you your princess can’t work a poll!” Penny purred.

She slowed her dance to a stop as she strutted to the edge of the sloppy stage and hopped over the edge. Chocolat was laid flat on her back with her head spinning and her tits bouncing around, still wobbling from the crash landing. She ran a hand over her white chocolate hair to ease her dizziness before rubbing her aching chest. She flinched bitterly as she noticed the indentation left on one of her tits in the shape of Penny’s shoe, complete with a deep dent from her high heel’s tip.

She came to her senses just in time to see the shadow of the princess fall over her. Chocolat gasped and rolled instinctively to all fours, barely avoiding getting stomped on by the punishing heel. While it spared her from having another footprint in her stomach, it got her in a prime position for Penny to reach low between her legs and grab her by the pussy. The chocolate beauty’s eyes went wide and she howled as the noble’s curling claws gouged into her tender womanhood. Even with her corset covering her up, the princess’ clutches seemed to know the perfect spots to apply pressure to leave her paralyzed with pain.

“M-mon dieu!” Chocolat managed to stammer out.

“Oh? What’s wrong? That your sweet spot, you subby little cunt?”

The mouthy princess snaked her finger underneath the crotch of her corset. Chocolat gasped and shook her head, trying to clamber away clumsily. Penny just grabbed her silky white hair and reeled her back in between her grip on her hair and pussy. She gouged her neatly groomed nails into the base of her clit and got an ear-piercing shriek from the chocolatey stripper.

“AOOOO! You rich piece of shit! Let go!”

Chocolat thrashed around wildly, but the pain in her privates kept her in a blind painful panic. Penny took her time licking her lips at the sight and blowing kisses to the crowd until a lucky kick caught her in the boob. The hit sent Penny’s bouncing jug flying about, jiggling all over as it spilled out of her tiny sling bikini. The princess growled and adjusted it but it bought Chocolat the desperate moment to go scrambling away from her. She rubbed her aching crotch, grimacing in pain before blinking quizically. Something felt… off.

“Hmph… looking for this?”

Princess Penny held up a small brown nub. The crowd had seen it before, but not quite in this context as she flashed Chocolat her own removed clitoris she’d taken in he thrashing mayhem. The audience laughed at the insulting injury as Penny flipped it into her mouth, humming cheerily as she chewed and gulped down the chocolate clit. Chocolat gawked at her in horror before twisting that into fury.

“You are dead, you crazy bete!” she bellowed as she tackled Penny around her skinny waist.

She knocked both of them into the pool behind them. This one came with a fluffy poof of pink flying out in their wake. Their heads popped up out of a sticky mess of cotton candy, tufts of it already clinging to their skin. Chocolat spat some out but the rest was seeping into her wounds to repair her form of candy. Pink blotches marked her bosom where Penny had clawed or crushed her tits and she felt the tingle of it working between her legs. She panted and checked her crotch, confirming that the unnaturally bright pink bud had molded back into her clit. She glared back at Penny as she stumbled back up. Chocolat grabbed her by the wrists, forcing her back against the edge of their latest candy pool.

“I ‘ave had enough of zis bullsheet!” she hissed.

Penny was struggling and starting to power back against her, but Chocolat’s eyes and face darted towards her breast. She leaned in and bit hard into the gummy pink orb, digging into it like her breast was an oversized gumball. Penny shrieked in outrage and pain as she tore a hand free and pulled at her hair.

“AHHH! You sugarless slut! I am a goddamn princess! Get the fuck off of me or else!”

She shifted her weight and shot  some low punches into Chocolat’s belly. The princess’ punches made the stripper grunt and jerk, her teeth briefly tightening with each hit but clearly not something she could maintain just by chewing on her like a mad dog. Her flesh was stretchier and tougher than expected, likely something to do with her royal bloodline as a genuine Candy.

When she ignored her warnings, Princess Candy leaned to one side and tilted right back, bringing her other breast swinging hard to smack Chocolat in the face with it. She let out a guttural grunt as her head bucked away with it, her eyelids fluttering from the firm titslap.

“OHHH! Now that’s a jawbreaker!” the host joked over the microphone, getting a laugh from the audience.

While she was reeling, Penny grabbed Chocolat by the hair and pulled her head down to meet her knee. Kiss gave another stunned grunt as some flakes of her chocolatey skin crumbled into the mix, its dark color standing out against the cotton candy around their hips. Penny kneed her a few more times until she was seeing stars, moaning and barely able to stand with the princess keeping her doubled over. Penny tore open the back of her corset, throwing the slutty garment to the crowd where a couple of Twinkies hurried to grab it before the other. The princess ignored them and hooked her arms under Chocolat’s legs, lifting her upside down out of the candy. The white-haired stripper groaned as her bare thighs spread out listlessly, showing off her freshly repaired pussy and its embarrassing pink blotches.

“Let’s see how you like a quick chocolate dip,” the princess gloated after flaunting her superior strength.

Penny lifted Chocolat up higher and spiked her back down over the edge of the pool. Kiss let out an abrupt cry of pain as her head briefly warped out of shape from the landing before molding back into her natural state. Some of her pale hair was squashed flat against her face as she groaned and drooled on the floor, pawing at anything to help herself back up. The princess stomped her heel in between her shoulder blades to pin her flat against the ground. Chocolat’s breasts swelled out beneath her chest as Penny grabbed her wrist and flung her to her feet, whipping her at another of the stripper poles mounted near the fans. Chocolat’s body flew out of control towards it until she landed with it dead center between her candied tits. She grunted loudly as her arms and legs snapped forward, flopping ahead of the pole and slumping against it. She grabbed it listlessly, eyes rolling as if she were performing a lackluster striptease for the laughing and cheering crowd.

Penny strutted after her to continue her thrashing. She stepped past Kiss and grabbed her by the wrists, pulling them hard so that her limbs and boobs pushed further into the pole. The chocolate stripper screamed weakly, jerking one way or the other to try and escape but just wobbling her tits around for the customers.

“That’s right. Give the customers a show they deserve, you talentless tramp,” Penny cackled.

She bounced on her toes, shaking her own ass for the crowd in a quick bit of twerking before she suddenly pulled harder on one side. She yanked off half of Chocolat’s arm as she put the sudden pressure of the pole against her shoulder.

“OW! Sacre!” Chocolat hissed as if it was more of an inconvenience than anything to lose an arm.

Penny Candy just kept on smiling for the crowd, waving the chocolate arm around and even spanking her ass with it to fire them up.

“You like that jiggle? That’s pure candy ass, cuz jelly don’t shake like that!” she cooed flirtatiously.

She whipped back around, slapping Chocolat across the face with her own limb. The stripper was clutching at the still faintly stinging stub of her arm as she reeled from the mockingly hard hit. Her head was spinning from the beating, so she was powerless when Princess Candy grabbed her by the hair and dragged her towards another of the vats. Chocolat went kicking and screaming across the floor, grabbing at Candy’s wrists to try and claw her away. The princess just forced her back up to her feet in front of the pool of cherry filling.

“Let me know how it tastes, loser!” the princess mocked her before shoving Chocolat’s head under.

The cherry syrup swallowed up her head, bubbling and splashing as Candy bent her far over to keep her submerged. Chocolat kicked around wildly, but she couldn’t do much with only one arm even if she hadn’t been beaten all over her own stage. She managed to pop her head back up long enough to gasp for air but Candy clubbed a forearm across the back of her head and shoved her back under. Once she was clearly gagging on the red juices, Candy caught her under the leg and hurled her in completely.

Chocolat popped back up, panting and dripping with globs of cherry sauce as she waved her good hand at Candy.

“Wait! Please! Un momente!” she urged her pitifully.

Candy grinned down at her and swung her shoulders again, slapping the exotic chocolate stripper across the face. She grunted and stumbled back into the muck, though Candy bit back a wince as her chewed up boob still ached.

“Begging? That’s low, even for you, taffy tramp. I should melt your ass and serve you for dessert,” the princess gloated.

She moved in for another punishing blow, picking up Chocolat by the hair. She was still dripping with cherries, so the fact that she had been stalling to reform her arm out of the stuff was easily overlooked. It was how she found the opening to drive a deep belly punch into Candy’s skinny midsection, punching her gut so hard that it stretched a fist-shaped indent out of her back. She huffed loudly, spraying spittle over Chocolat. The princess doubled over and leaned on her as the stripper grabbed her in a bearhug, making a point to shove her breasts into Penny’s. They were still recolored from her various damage from earlier, but while she had been easier to hurt and rebuild, the princess seemed to still be keeping any damage she’d taken to her more rubbery build. Chocolat took great pride in shifting and jabbing her big brown boobs into Pennys’ pink ones, making her wince and wail as she was held down in the hug.

“Zat is why you do not fuck with me, princess! Zis ees MY house!” she hissed as she jabbed her chocolate nipples into Penny’s softer ones.

The audience went wild to see the princess suddenly on the receiving end of things. Chocolat threw her suddenly to one side before she tired herself out any further, bouncing the princess’ head off the rubbery edge of the pool. The dark stripper straddled her and grabbed her by the arm, trying to wrench it up like she had to tear it off in revenge. However, she couldn’t get the leverage she wanted as the arm just stretched out the more she pulled. It looked uncomfortable for the flinching princess, but not something she could do some real damage with. Unless..

“Get off me, you trashy tart!” Candy snapped, sneaking some punched into Chocolat’s ribs.

She winced and grunted, but the stripper improvised with what she had. She rolled to one side, forcing the princess in front of her and pulling harder on her arm. She stretched Penny’s own arm around her neck and then repeated it a few times more, bending it out like a cord to tie around her throat. Princess Candy gagged loudly as her pink face started to turn a bit red.

“Now zis is how you deal with a royal,” she said, tightening her improvised noose.

“Now let’s crush zis candy and eat ze rich, non!?”

Penny gagged and writhed in her lap, kicking around more of the crimson mess. She grimaced up at Chocolat and focused on her self-constricting arm, wiggling her fingers to get the feeling back in them after being so elongated. She bent the end of her arm around, clenching a fist in the corner of Chocolat’s vision and slamming her with a punch to the cheek. She grunted hard, and a few more of the stretchy cheap shots rattled her enough to let go. The arm went unwinding and snapped back into its natural shape, just for Penny to turn around and slam Chocolat’s with an uppercut. The exotic dancer huffed as she was whipped up and back, flying over the edge of the cherry pool and landing with a sweet and sticky splat on the floor. Penny climbed onto the edge and leapt off it, slamming a flying elbow drop onto her opponent’s big brown jugs. Chocolat huffed and her body bucked from the rough landing, her boobs squashed down from the harsh pressure of the royal elbow.

“How dare you underestimate me! I’m a royal warrior and you’re some streetfighting slut! For that kind of insolence…”

Candy scowled down at her opponent before smirking to herself. She shoved Chocolat to sit upright before moving in behind her. She let her gummy body loosen and lengthen, stretching out her limbs to wrap around Chocolat’s arms and legs like an overly affectionate octopus. They flexed and pulled, forcing her legs to spread out while bending her spine to one side. The chocolate stripper wailed as she was forced to put her full body on display with the princess’ stretched out arms free to grope and slap her as she pleased. She swatted around her big brown boobs with one hand, twisting and pinching her nipple while the other hand reached down and spanked her hard on the pussy. Chocolat gave a shrill, startled shriek at the first hit, surprised by the intensely intimate pain in her groin.

“Ooh, was that too hard? Or is it because I wrecked your cheap, used pussy so you had to get a new one? I bet it’s still fresh and tender too… still nice and pink too. The lovelier color, of course! Right, cotton candy cunt?”

Penny nibbled on Chocolat’s ear as she let her fingers probe inside her. The stripper shuddered, her eyes fluttering and her jaw dropped and stuck open. She was shocked to be humiliated by the princess, not only in sheer strength but now in her sexuality. Penny’s big tits kept shoving into her stunned face while she had her overly sensitive tits and pussy played with in front of everyone. The perverted audience loved it, of course, getting a full view of the princess’ handiwork. She’d stretch out Chocolat’s tit by the nipple before letting it snap back, and flicked and pinched around her clit until she was leaking her sweet honey on the floor in the stretched out hold. Chocolat could barely focus on anything but moaning, weakly stretched out by the far more flexible and powerful princess.

“Mmm, that feels good, right? You really should thank me for replacing that used up slut hole. You gonna squirt for all your horny friends here? Going to show all your fellow sluts how easily you gave in to me?”

Penny kept whispering her taunting dirty talk into Chocolat’s ear while she was powerless to stop her. She could barely move, but she managed to hump her hips against the princess’ fingers as her libido took over. The sweet stripper moaned and drooled from her lips and pussy as she could do nothing but try to finish her orgasm. The princess smiled wickedly as she saw her drawing close, suddenly shifting her grip at the last second. She lifted Chocolat over her head, holding her middle back and keeping her fingering hand still inside her pussy.

“You see? Every slut breaks for me before long… so time to snap you like a Twix bar, BITCH!”

With the final curse, Penny brought Chocolat slamming down across her knee. The powerful swing and harsh drop had her land so hard that just as she declared, her body snapped in half in the middle. Chocolat gasped in shock as her upper body bounced away from her lower half, which was still impaled on Penny’s penetrating fingers. It was a surreal experience for Kiss as Penny’s still stroking fingers kept working her. Even with her body broke in two and only able to feel her upper half, Chocolat wailed and clawed at the floor as her lower half squirted her syrupy cum nearly a foot away from her. Her spread, detached legs gushed limply while her upper half shook and screamed herself hoarse. She fell limp to the floor, sweating and drooling with all of her energy depleted. She couldn’t even hope to drag herself to one of the candy pools to regain her body, too overwhelmed with pain and sexual fatigue to do anything when Penny stepped over her.

“M… mon princess,” Chocolat mumbled ditzily.

Penny smirked down at her as she folded her arms under her jiggly pink tits.

“My throne,” she chuckled before sitting her thick ass down on her face.

Chocolat just moaned, weakly rolling out her tongue as she blacked out. Penny smirked and shook her hips, bouncing her boobs around while rubbing her opponent’s tongue between her ass cheeks. She gave a few content rolls of her hips, fingering herself until she came a sickly sweet cum over Chocolat’s multicolored tits. She hummed happily, blowing the crowd a few kisses before striding backstage with the halved loser a groaning, cummy mess. Or technically two messes.

The princess went back behind the curtains and picked up a fresh robe, wrapping it loosely around her bright pink nudity. The other girls stared while making sure to give the powerful princess plenty of room.

“I hope you enjoyed your visit, princess!” one of the employees, a marshmallow peep with a bowtie, pressed eagerly.

“Absolutely! It’s just what I need when these kinky urges come around,” Penny sighed.

She found her bag and tossed the peep a small sack of chocolate coins.

“I’ll be sure to come by again, whether to compete or spectate. And you know the usual arrangement…”

“Keep a seat open for you and not a word to your father?”

“Exactly. Thank you again, Peepers! I’m off to get drunk on root-vodka with more of my lovely citizens!”