Jungle Girl: Double Blonde Experiment (Patreon)

“This is all your fault!” Carole cried. “I’m tired of doing everything you say! Tired of watching your prissy butt moving in front of me!”

“Really?” Jana asked her, unconcerned, snatching back the spear she’d given Carole to use to get back to her feet. “And what do you want to do about that?”

Carole thrust aside her backpack, already feeling better now that she was venting her bitter anger and unencumbered by the heavy weight. “I’m going to show you what a real woman can do!”

Jana tossed her spear over to Togg, purposefully disarming herself in invitation of any attack Carole cared to make. “That should be very educational…”

Carole swung, a hard right that Jana predictably blocked. It was an outcome both the onlookers, Mike and Togg, could’ve predicted—the near-superhuman Jungle Girl able to take whatever Carole could dish out.

Then Carole swung her leg up in a martial arts kick, taking Jana hard in the stomach. “Yeah—for you!”

From opium smuggling to karate, Carole quickly proved as full of surprises as this lost world the expedition had found. But though Jana was only human, she would not be taken by surprise more than once. She snarled like an animal at Carole as they circled each other.

Carole felt a thrill of fear move through her. Suddenly she realized she might really get hurt, going up against this unstable psychopath. She felt cold and clammy despite the tropical heat, and wished again that they’d never crash-landed here. She’d miscalculated: the reward the opium smuggling deal had to offer was nowhere near worth this risk!

“I like those big tits,” Jana sneered at her. “There’s enough meat there to last for weeks. Who knows how many three-toes I’ll bait with them.”

Carole spat at her. “Kiss my ass, you witch!”

Togg roared with excitement, while Mike was more apprehensive. He wanted to point out that they shouldn’t be wasting time fighting among themselves when everything around them was trying to kill them, but both Jana and Carole were too assertive for him to really countermand them. He just had to let them play this out.

Jana snarled; Carole clenched her fists. They circled for a few more minutes, Jana with light footsteps, Carole with the heavy tread of her boots. Although all her attention was on Jana, Carole was still aware of Togg and Mike, frozen by the spectacle, waiting for one of them to make the first move.

“Aaaagh!” Jana bellowed, swinging a hard right at Carole.

Carole pulled back; the blow glanced off her chin. She saw her own opening and landed a heavy punch directly onto Jana’s left breast. It landed hard enough to unseat the nearest shoulder strap of Jana’s skimpy top, sending the ribbon of animal hide tumbling down her arm. Jana didn’t bother to rearrange it, even as her bikini top lowered down her ample bust. A flash of pink nipple was now added to the supple warmth of her golden tan.

“Hnnnh!” Jana grunted, as if far more used to pain than her creamy, flawless skin would indicate. She aimed a kick between Carole’s lovely legs and her bare foot landed precisely where she aimed.

“AAAH!” Carole gasped and doubled over, pain seething through her sex.

Jana looped around her, and while Carole was bent over, she quickly danced into range of her and laid an open palm across Carole’s full ass. Carole squawked, less hurt than incensed, as the sound of the blow through her khaki shorts rang out through the humid air.

“Quite the drum you’ve got there,” Jana taunted her. “I can see you’ve never had to fight for your meals…”

“You haven’t got much of a tight ass yourself!”

“No?” Jana stroked her hip. “All muscle. You’ve spent all day trying to seduce the men around you—hasn’t been working out for you, has it? Maybe there’s a reason…”

Carole lunged forward, driving her shoulder powerfully into Jana’s belly. As chiseled as the muscle there was, her taut flesh gave way and the charge knocked the breath out of the Jungle Girl. She tumbled back and lay spread-eagle on the ground.

Before she had a chance to get up, Carole returned the favor and kicked her hard between her legs. The loincloth covering Jana’s privates flew up, revealing her golden-haired cunt. Carole kicked again, but Jana rolled out of the way and scrambled to her feet, though her loincloth now laid along her upper thigh, leaving her pubis and curvy ass bared. Jana seemed absolutely uninterested in adjusting that. If she was embarrassed, it was that Carole had gotten the upper hand, however briefly.

The blondes circled each other again. Togg roared his approval and Mike found himself wishing he had beer. Tough as Jana was, Carole seemed like a match for her, at least when it came to one on one combat and not taking down a T-Rex.

Jana swung and missed, while Carole landed two solid blows on her abundant chest. The other shoulder strap slipped from its place. Jana didn’t bother to adjust it, though her skimpy top was now held in place only by the band. The cups had almost entirely fallen away from her heaving tits, now covering her nipples only in passing.

“Tanned all over,” Carole gasped, taunting her foe. “Why am I not surprised? But we’ll see how much guys like those tits when they’re black and blue!”

Jana gritted her teeth and moved in. This time she got the better of the exchange, splitting Carole’s lip with a left cross and landing enough body blows to drive the air out of Carole’s lungs. It felt like she’d be permanently breathless.

But Carole swung back, managing to catch hold of Jana’s top and rip it away entirely. Jana growled hatefully at having her breasts exposed, but her anger made her sloppy. Carole slapped at her big tits, giving them her flattened palms multiple times, with Jana too confused and off-balanced by the assault to defend herself. Her breasts reddened and swelled, the pain intense, but her body also tingling with the thrill of the combat to make the intensity of the sensation almost pleasurable.

“Stop that! You stop that!” Jana demanded, unsure how to protect herself against this vexing attack. Finally, her anger demanded expression. An attack would have to be her defense.

She reached out, grabbing Carole by the abundant khaki that covered so much of her body, and spun her around. The other woman’s blouse broke apart, buttons flying, and Carole was sent careening across the tussocky ground, finally dropping down onto her back, wearing nothing above the waist but her bra and scraps of her shredded top.

Jana jumped on top of her, flattening her half-naked body against the other blonde’s. Their aching breasts pressed together as Jana grabbed hold of Carole’s lovely face, as if for a kiss, but it was only in prelude to slamming her head against the ground.

Carole reached up and grabbed Jana by her long, flowing hair, pulling her head back savagely. The two women rolled over and over in the grass and dirt, pulling each other’s hair and ripping at each other’s clothes.

Here, Jana’s ground game proved superior to Carole’s. Carole might’ve been a karate expert, but Jana was used to outwrestling anything that wanted to have her for lunch. Like a greased eel, she quickly slipped out of Carole’s grip, mounted the other woman, got her ground down against the earth while she yanked down Carole’s shorts and sneered at her unprotected, lily-white ass.

Carole was quite fit, her body trim and taut, but when she did indulge herself, it clearly went straight to her creamy ass. Jana smacked it hard, making Carole’s whole body jerk. Carole desperately tried to crawl away, but Jana grabbed her by the ankle and hauled her back into position. She lay another hard swat onto Carole’s fat ass. SMACK!

“Oh! Oh, not so rough!” Carole moaned ridiculously, her thoughtless words only incensing Jana further. After all the trouble Carole had caused, now she was objecting to getting paid back in kind?

SMACK!

Carole’s body writhed and twisted as she tried to bear the pain suddenly throbbing in her ass. And Jana kept it up, beating a steady rhythm of slaps into her juicy buttocks. Carole whined and groaned in pain, and even more keenly, frustration. The sight of the irritating, troublesome woman reduced to a whimpering and pained wreck made Jana quite satisfied.

Carole’s fulsome ass jiggled with every spank it received, feverish heat coming off the reddened flesh as Jana slapped it harder and harder. She was now spanking Carole so harshly that the crack of skin against skin sounded like gunshots ringing out. Equally loud was the high-pitched yelps and mewls Carole released as she was punished like the naughty little brat she was.

“Still have a problem with my prissy butt moving in front of you?” Jana teased. “Because I love watching your fat ass get smacked and smacked and smacked again.”

Carole moaned, shaking her head so rapidly that her once well-coiffed hair became as wildly disheveled as Jana’s was. “Stop it! You have to stop it!” she insisted, not noticing that Jana had stopped, if only to pull Carole’s shorts and panties down off her hiking boots.

Jana held up Carole’s bottoms, curiously examining the crotch of her panties. “You want me to stop? Why? These are freshly wet. When something does that to me, I want it to keep going…”

“You fucking whore!” Carole cried, mule-kicking so quickly and so violently that she caught Jana by surprise.

Her boot slammed into Jana’s breadbasket, knocking her onto her back, and Carole was equally quick to lunge on top of her, pinning the Jungle Girl’s arms out to her sides. She leaned over Jana and rubbed her breasts insolently against Jana’s surpassingly voluptuous pair.

“Just because you show them off in that tiny little outfit doesn’t mean your tits are bigger than mine!” Carole taunted, though she was lying through her teeth, unscrupulous as usual. Jana was actually a cup size bigger than Carole, who was no slouch herself, just outmatched by Jana’s enormously curvaceous breasts. Not that Carole cared about that when it came to talking trash. “Look at my big, beautiful tits. Don’t you wish yours were like mine? You dumb bitch. You look like a little girl. I don’t know why you even bother covering them—no one would notice them either way!”

Then, peevishly, Carole licked Jana’s face, rubbing her breasts into the other woman’s to let her feel how big they were.

“They are not! They are not! They’re not bigger than mine!”

Furiously humiliated, Jana arched her back hard enough to throw Carole off her body. She scrambled to her feet, drawing back a shapely leg while Carole was still on her hands and knees, and kicked her hard in the ribs. The force of the blow lifted Carole up and dropped her on her back. Then Jana jumped on top of her, straddling her. She ripped away Carole’s bra and began slapping her plump breasts, making each one jiggle and jolt repeatedly with the onslaught of blows.

“Gghhhiiii!” Carole cried, swinging at Jana with all the power she had.

Her open palm landed squarely on Jana’s unprotected face, snapping her entire head to the side. Jana fell off the other woman, who moved to mount and punish her just the way Jana had her.

But the Jungle Girl was only playing possum. When Carole leapt for her, she found Jana’s coiled legs waiting. They sprung out, both feet kicking Carole hard in the chest, and Carole went flying in the opposite direction. She rolled over the ground, crashing through the brush, and when she finally stopped, she was groggy, barely able to keep her eyes open.

Jana went to her, face flushed, body trembling with anger. She picked Carole up by the hair and held her fist before her face. “Do you yield?”

“Yes,” Carole moaned, realizing that she wouldn’t be getting the satisfaction of beating Jana anytime soon—all she could hope for was getting out of her own punishment. “Yes, yes, I yield!”

“Good. Then you can prove it. Togg!” Jana cried, out of breath with both exhaustion and the thrill of the fight. “Give me my dominance! I have to teach this one her place!”

“Right away,” Togg said, reaching into his pack and bringing out a long ivory tooth, doubtless once belonging to one of the oversized carnivores that roamed the jungle. It was almost a foot in length, polished to a sheen, the tip having lost its edge and become rounded. A second, similar tooth had been epoxied to the base of the first one, so that the phallic heft of both projected out in opposite directions.

Mike gaped at it. In its own primitive way, it resembled nothing so much as a double dildo.

Togg tossed the conjoined teeth to Jana, who caught it, spat in her hand, then rubbed the moisture over one end of the teeth. Mike’s eyes boggled. She was lubing it up. Did she really mean to…

“Come,” Togg said, pulling at Mike’s arm. “We leave them alone now. This private matter.”

“Private matter?” Mike asked, going with Togg on numb-feeling legs. “What… ah… what’s she gonna do?”

“Stranger challenge Jana. Now she have to pay the price. Won’t be so bad. Jana likes a good fight. But shouldn’t have said mean things about boobs. Now, stranger probably take it up ass.” Togg patted Mike on the back. “Private matter. Not for us to watch. Let’s get something eat.”