Two stories for the price of one. Sort of.

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Some time ago I agreed to write a custom story for someone; the characters in the story were supposed to be Charlize Theron and Catherine Zeta Jones. As I was thinking what I would write I came up with a plot that allowed me to include my favorite character (Alexandra Paul) into the story. Then I realized that the story could actually work with Alexandra as the main character?I just had to move the story ca. 5 years back. Thus I ended up writing two stories with the same plot but different characters. The action is the same, only the beginning and the end differs.

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To K&G:
If you deem both stories good enough to be saved, good. If you want to save just one, then I would suggest that you save version 1 as it has more background.

Also, I have been rewriting some of my older stories, mainly those that you haven't moved to the Celeb Fight Site but also those you have on the site. I've tried to clean them up a bit and make them fit better into the overall story (not all of them were originally supposed to be set in the same 'reality').

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[Raccoon]

A beautiful blonde glared at a brunette beauty who was standing on the opposite side of the elevator. The tall brunette returned the look. At first, when they had entered the elevator they had tried to avoid looking at each other but the mirrors on all walls made it hard – no matter where they looked they saw the other one. And that wasn't a bad thing as both women were quite pleasing to look at. Both of them were dressed casually yet stylishly.

They both knew that it wasn't an accident that they were in the same building, in the same elevator at the same time – they were clearly going to the same meeting…which meant that they were, in a sense, rivals.

The blonde woman, a 24-year old Pamela Anderson, stared at the tall and thin brunette. The woman had the demeanor and looks of an athlete and a supermodel. Pam had recognized her the instant she had seen her in the lobby – Alexandra Paul. She remembered how she almost ten years ago had laid eyes on Alexandra Paul for the first time. It had been in the movie 'Getting Physical' where this dark-haired beauty had played the part of a young bodybuilder. The movie, and especially the actress Alexandra Paul, had made a severe impression on the then just 17-year old Pamela. The movie had made her realize that muscles on a woman were beautiful and sexy…as long as the muscles weren't exaggerated. And even if Alexandra's thin frame had not packed especially large muscles her body had been extremely toned and sexy. The movie had spurred the young Pam to get physical herself.

Pam let her eyes roam downwards from the brunette's beautiful face and her long flowing hair. Pam noted that despite still being slim Alexandra had gained more muscles on her body – her arms, her flat chest, her abdomen and legs were all covered in lean, defined muscles. Pam's heart began beating faster as she admired the brunette beauty. For years she had hoped that she would someday meet the woman who had inspired her, and thank her…but now she cursed that the meeting took place on a day…in a situation like this.

The 28-year old Alexandra Paul didn't recognize the blonde woman who was staring at her. She thought that she had seen her on TV on a comedy or something but she wasn't sure. Unknown she might be, but she sure was pretty! The first thing Alexandra had noticed on the woman was her athletic build; being a gym rat herself she appreciated a fit body and knew how much effort it took to get a body like the blonde's. As they had walked through the lobby to the elevators she had almost tripped over her own feet admiring the blonde's tight butt and toned legs. And now, the way she leaned back against the wall, with her hands on the handrail made her biceps bulge enticingly. And whenever she changed her position the muscles on her legs tensed making Alexandra feel funny inside.

Alexandra knew that they were here for the same TV-role, but she wasn’t worried. She knew that the cast already included beautiful blondes so her being a brunette was clearly a big plus. Also, the blonde was clearly a nobody as opposed to Alexandra who already was someone, having starred in several movies. Not a superstar, but at least she was someone. Alexandra smiled to herself. She wondered what the blonde was thinking…

The blonde was thinking that she would want to pull the smug brunette on her knee and give her a hearty spanking. The thought excited Pamela more than her initial thought of kissing the brunette. "Who knows, maybe I get to do both someday…" she mused.

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This is what they looked like back then:

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"Come in!" a muted voice called.

Alexandra pulled the handle and opened the door. She and Pam stepped warily in and found two athletic and gorgeous women on the floor ? wrestling. A brunette was on top and was trying to restrain Baywatch babe Erika Eleniak. "This will just take a sec," the brunette said and pushed the blonde's shoulders to the floor, "One?" That was as far as she got as Erika muscled her shoulder up and at the same time threw her opponent off of her.

As Pam and Alexandra watched, Erika reversed the situation and pressed the brunette's shoulders to the floor, "Could someone give me the three count?" she asked and looked at the two beauties at the door. This proved to be a mistake as her opponent somehow wriggled free from the strong blonde's hold and once again managed to reverse the situation. Yasmine counted quickly to three, "Yeah! *I* win!" She flexed her arms and seemed very pleased with herself and her accomplishment. She gave her beaten rival a light kiss on the lips before getting up. "Please come in," she said as she helped Erika up on her feet. Pam and Alexandra stood like paralyzed and watched as the two Baywatch beauties embraced and shared a deep, long kiss. They then turned their attention to Pamela and Alexandra.

Introductions were made and Pam and Alexandra learned that the other girl was Yasmine Bleeth, a new lifeguard on Baywatch, who however wouldn't start on the show until 93 due to her contract to ABC. "As you have guessed, you have both applied for the same role on Baywatch," Erika began when the four women had settled into the living room and introductions had been made. The room was spacious and beautifully furnished; the only strange thing was a huge bed against one of the walls. "But only one of you will get that part!" She smiled looking at Pam and Alexandra, "It isn't enough to be pretty to be a Baywatch girl?"

"You must also be physical enough ? strong and tough enough!" Yasmine interrupted.

"Exactly," Erika said, "For example, Yasmine here is all of that, in fact the producers were so impressed with her that they snatched her from 'One Life to Live'. Unfortunately she can't start right away? Anyway, that's why you're here today ? to see if you're tough enough!"

Alexandra and Pamela looked at each other with perplexed looks on their faces. "I don't know about her, but I work out every day," Pamela said.

"Yes that's obvious; just by looking at the two of you, it is clear that you're both in good shape," Erika said eyeing the two 'applicants'. Behind Erika's back Yasmine was flexing her arms. "We only want the sexiest and strongest girls on the show!" Pamela and Alexandra looked amazed at the brunette's muscular arms.

Pamela walked up to Yasmine, "I'd bet you?re the strongest one," she said and squeezed Yasmine's flexed bicep.

"Look! Erika's arms are even bigger?so beautiful!" Alexandra said feeling the woman's arm, "Ooh, I'd say Erika packs more strength than Yasmine in her arms. Skill matters more than raw strength though," she pondered trying to explain how the clearly stronger-looking Erika had lost to Yasmine.

Pamela went over to Erika and was surprised to note that the blonde's biceps was in fact bigger than Yasmine's. Even Yasmine had come to feel Erika's biceps; she squeezed the flexed muscle, as she had done so many times before?and she already knew that it was undeniably bigger and harder than her own. "Yes it is nice, but let's get back to you."

"Yes," Erika agreed, "before we have a closer look at you?switch into these!" She handed Alexandra and Pam each a red Baywatch swimsuit.

Moments later the Alexandra and Pamela were standing awkwardly in the middle of the room dressed in the swimsuits. For the next several minutes Erika and Yasmine 'inspected' the two women asking them to flex and pose. At first Pam and Alexandra had been nervous having the two Baywatch girls buzzing around them, touching everywhere and commenting on everything, but after a while they relaxed and started to enjoy the attention they received.

"I'm impressed," Yasmine said after a while, "you both are definitely Baywatch material! If it was up to me we would take both of you, but we only have room for one."

"So? what happens now?"

"Well, so far we know only that you look physically powerful, but as we said, that's not enough."

"How do we prove we're strong enough? I don't see any weights or anything??"

"You'll fight!"

"You?" Pam's voice quivered, she was watching at Erika's impressively defined arms, "we must fight you?"

Yasmine laughed, "No, of course not, that wouldn't be fair! You'll fight each other, and the winner will get the part! You'll win by forcing the other one to admit that you are the tougher one and that you should get the part!"

"We'll be watching..." Erika said with a sly smile and plopped down on a heavy armchair and indicated for Yasmine to sit on her lap.

Yasmine giggled like a schoolgirl as she sat down and wrapped her arms around Erika's neck. "Hey! Wait a sec, not this time," she said and jumped up, "I won so you are going to sit on my lap!"

"Oh right," Erika grinned, "?out of old habit?" Yasmine gave her a sour look as she sat down and pulled the blonde down.

"You may start," Yasmine said and let suddenly out a shriek as Erika's hand had sneaked inside her shirt and was squeezing her left breast.

"Remind me," Erika teased the brunette, "was this the first time you bested me?"

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Pamela looked at her 'rival' ? Alexandra definitely had the height advantage but Pam was sturdier so she suspected they probably weighted as much. This wouldn't be easy.

"Before we start," Pamela said, "I want to thank you for inspiring me when I was young. You see, I saw you on Getting Physical ? you looked wonderful by the way ? and I instantly knew that I wanted to be as fit and strong as you. I started working-out in a gym and I even wanted to become female bodybuilder for a while?but I was talked out of it," she rambled on, "So thank you Alexandra ? you and that movie are partly responsible for my body. And my little muscles," she added with a smile.

"Oh wow," Alexandra replied blushing, "I'm?glad that the movie had that effect on you. You look very toned ? I'd bet you'd been a great bodybuilder, you clearly have the genes for that." Alexandra couldn't even imagine what the blonde would have looked like if she had continued on the bodybuilder path.

"Thanks. I just wanted to let you know that I really respect you?before I mop the floor with you," Pamela said, "This wasn't what I had expected, but if this is what I have to do to get this part I will!" Before she even had ended the sentence Pam suddenly lunged for Alexandra and tried to put Alexandra in a headlock.

Luckily the brunette was ready and avoided the clumsy attack by simply sidestepping and shoving the smaller woman to the side, "You? Hah! You might have the looks to be Baywatch babe but that's all! The closest you're gonna get to Baywatch is watching it on TV. Do us both a favor and surrender now!" Alexandra grinned and added, "?before I ruin that pretty face of yours?"

Pamela ignored Alexandra's words and slapped Alexandra's cheek. There was a look of utter shock and disbelief on Alexandra's face, "Ho- how dare you?" she asked.

"Oh I dare," Pam replied confidently, "And I'll dare much more to get the part"

They exchanged a few punches before clasping hands in a test-of-strength. It became quickly evident that this wasn't an ordinary test-of-strength, it was a ferocious battle for dominance where the combatants pushed and pulled, crashing around the room trying to hurt the other. They smashed each other into walls, tables?anything hard enough to hurt?and all the while clasping hands. If there was nothing suitable to push the other into a knee was instead used to cause some pain. For Yasmine and Erika, who eagerly followed the action from their chair, it looked like Alexandra was slightly more in control as it was Pam who crashed more often into a wall or a piece of furniture.

However, after several minutes of this violent dance Alexandra's strength began clearly to wane. Noticing this Pam grinned and gleefully continued to smash Alexandra around for a minute or two. "Special delivery," Pam grunted and threw the brunette against a sideboard

The sideboard creaked but was robust enough to take Alexandra's weight as she slammed painfully against it. The pain blurred her vision as Pam advanced. Alexandra fumbled around with her hands for something to grab and by a stroke of luck her hands found a vase which she in desperation smashed into Pam's head. Stunned, Pam fell down amidst pieces of broken pottery. Alexandra was in no position to use the situation to her advantage - she just leaned against the sideboard holding her hurt side and drawing deep breaths...happy that the beating had ended.

A few seconds later Alexandra had recovered enough and leapt into action. She pulled Pamela up and put her in a bearhug by wrapping her lean arms around the blonde woman's upper body. She gritted her teeth as she began squeezing as hard as she could. She enjoyed bearhugs; her favorite and only victim had so far been her twin sister Caroline. Holding an opponent like this was so?intimate, and squeezing a submission from the other was so empowering. When she had rumbled with her twin, Alexandra had always taken the time to appreciate her sister's athletic body, getting pleasure from the feel of it against her own. This fight was no exception, as grueling as it had been she still had the time to enjoy her opponent's firm, strong body.

In hindsight, Alexandra should have done something else, something more devastating, while she had the advantage. The bearhug wasn't enough to hold the stronger Pamela and the blonde soon broke the hold! Grasping Alexandra's wrists she threw the brunette on the bed.

Alexandra landed ungracefully, rolled over once or twice and fell off the bed on the other side. She tried to clear her head as she scampered back up on the bed. She met Pam on her knees in the middle. If Alexandra's head had been clear she might not have clasped hands as eagerly with her foe as she did. This test-of-strength ended in a similar fashion as the first one ? the smaller blonde eventually gaining the upper hand. Alexandra was quickly forced down on her back with Pam straddling her.

"Yield!" Pam grunted.

"Never!" was the short reply.

The blonde knew she would have to soften up Alexandra a bit more. She let go of her hands and grabbed a pillow and began viciously to beat Alexandra with it. She screamed like a banshee bludgeoning her rival into pulp. She stopped the onslaught when she noticed that the pillow didn't have the desired effect ? it appeared that a pillow was a less than adequate weapon of death. At that exact moment Alexandra's fist flew upwards and hit Pam's jaw. Alexandra continued by grabbing the blonde's hair and yanking hard to the side. Pam's shrill shriek sounded almost comical.

Alexandra jumped off the bead, pulling Pam with her from her hair. "You really thought you'd be good enough?" The brunette kneed Pam before slamming her head against the wall. Once, twice.

Pamela was seeing stars; she had to do something ? now. Just as Alexandra was to bonk her head a third time Pam smashed backward with her elbow hitting Alexandra's between her legs. Alexandra cried out and let go of Pam's hair. Teary eyed she stumbled back a few steps holding her hurt crotch. But she had to press the attack ? ignoring the pain Alexandra moved back towards her dazed rival.

For the third time the combatants clasped hands. For Pam this was understandable but you would have thought that Alexandra had known better after 'losing' a test-of-strength twice already. Erika and Yasmine didn't mind though as they again got to see beautiful muscles bulging on Alexandra's and Pamela's arms as the would-be Baywatch babes tried to force the other down on her knees.

This time, Alexandra seemed to have the upper hand ? her lean muscles seemingly overpowering her smaller opponent. Unfortunately, her advantage lasted only until Pam had cleared her head and began to push back in earnest; a minute later it was clear that Pam had more power in her arms. Alexandra's legs buckled as the irresistible force that was Pam continued to push down.

Realizing that she was in trouble Alexandra head butted Pam, her forehead hitting the blonde's jaw. Pam yelped and fell back, letting go of Alexandra's hands. The brunette got up and accompanied by a loud crash rammed Pam with her body against the wall. Alexandra tried to pin Pam but the blonde showed her back like she was nothing.

Alexandra stumbled back and fell flat on the floor; before she could get up Pam was next to her and grabbed her arm and leg, and heaved her towards the center of the room, away from the bed. It was a powerful throw and Alexandra flew all the way to the chair where Yasmine and Erika were watching. Pam scrambled after and just as Alexandra got up she delivered a haymaker knocking Alexandra on Yasmine and Erika's lap.

"Get up and get her," Yasmine said lightly slapping Alexandra's butt.

"I can't..." Alexandra's voice quivered, "she's...she's too strong!!" there was desperation in her voice.

"That's not the right attitude for a Baywatch girl," Erika said, "Just look at Yasmine, she's weak as kitten but she never gives up! Today she won because she wanted to win, more so than I..."

"Shut up!" Yasmine said irritated that Erika kept belittling her physical prowess, "Erika's right though?it looks like we have overestimated you!"

Yasmine's words hurt Alexandra. But the truth was she felt totally out of her league. Pam seemed overwhelmingly strong and no matter what she tried the blonde just shrugged it off. She had got in a few shots and had been in control for a few seconds at a time but all in all to little effect. And she knew she had not much energy left?

Still stretched out on Erika's lap Alexandra suddenly kicked, her heel hitting nicely between Pam's legs. The blonde's eyes bulged and her mouth opened but no sound escaped her lips. Alexandra was up again; she grabbed once again a handful of blonde locks and yanked hard. Pam lost her balance and stumbled forward only to have her head slammed into a wall. Seeing stars, and a few planets, Pam was completely defenseless as Alexandra began pouring blows to her body. Fist after fist sunk into Pam's muscular but now exposed body. Pinned between the wall and Alexandra the blonde was in trouble. A final haymaker knocked Pamela down.

Pamela moaned on the floor but she got no respite as Alexandra straddled her and continued to relentlessly pummel the downed foe. Finally, the brunette stopped punching and stood up, "Let me hear it! Say that I'm the woman!"

"You...you think that...I'm done? After this?" Pam said her voice and general appearance a bit woozy.

"You're beaten," Alexandra said drawing deep breaths, "I've beaten you! Say it!" Pam didn't, instead she swept with her leg tripping the brunette. The tall, statuesque woman crashed to the floor like a tree that has been cut down.

Alexandra bounced back on her feet. To her dismay the blonde had also gotten up, "Doesn't matter," Alexandra said, "I've got plenty more in store for you...you see, I've got a lot of experience beating girls?blonde bimbos like you."

"Your punches are weak. Ineffective," Pam laughed dryly; despite her bravado she didn't appear as vigorous as at the start of the fight. "And you think you're tough? Hah-ha! Well I'd guess you can take anything a ten-year old can do..." she fisted her hands, "now, let's see if you can take something a real woman can deliver!"

Alexandra's fearful eyes were drawn to Pamela's bulging muscles and she began backing away from the blonde. With a roar Pamela charged Alexandra and the two began trading punches. Despite the fear Alexandra was feeling she fought back. And quite well actually, she was after all taller and had better reach; for every blow Pam delivered Alexandra gave two. However, either Alexandra's punches were as weak and powerless as Pam had claimed, or Pam was super-tough able to take them with ease. Either way, Alexandra's punches had seemingly little effect on the blonde babe. Pam's blows, on the other hand, had a devastating effect on the brunette beauty.

After some blows Alexandra had almost had enough: her legs were wobbly, her vision blurred ? yet she stayed up. Pamela grabbed her arms and began forcing the brunette down.

"Looks like it's over," Yasmine said stating the obvious.

Alexandra, already down on her knees, heard Yasmine's words, "No!" she grunted; tears were running down her cheeks.

"You might have spoken too soon," Erika said squeezing Yasmine's hand.

Pam noticed the sudden fire in Alexandra's eyes and she was shocked when she felt power again in Alexandra's arms. Reinvigorated Alexandra began pushing back...her face red with strain and anger. Unfortunately, the energy boost Alexandra had received wasn't enough against Pam's overwhelming strength. With laughter Pam forced the brunette down on the floor once and for all. At this point Alexandra's arms and legs were like spaghetti ? limp and powerless. But was her spirit as broken as her physical body?

"Looks like I'll be the next Baywatch babe," Pamela said looking at Yasmine and Erika.

"Not before she says so," Yasmine said looking at the exhausted Alexandra.

Pam dropped on Alexandra's chest and straddled her, her strong, shapely legs pressing into Alexandra's sides. She slapped the brunette's face, "I've won - admit it!" The defiant Alexandra remained silent. Pam slapped her face again, the force jerking Alexandra's head back and forth. When that didn't help she rammed her knee between the brunette's legs with such force that poor Alexandra was knocked unconscious.

"That's not good," Erika said, "if she's out she can't give you your victory!"

"Fuck!" Pam screamed. She grabbed Alexandra's shirt and shook the unconscious beauty, trying to revive her, but the brunette was out cold.

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When Alexandra eventually awoke the first thing she noticed was that she was prone on the bed, bound and unable to move. The second thing she noted was that she was fully naked.

"Finally," she heard Pam say, "you know what you have to do...!" Her voice was both threatening and alluring at the same time.

"No," Alexandra said and turned her head, "I woOOUUAAAH!!" her defiant sentence ended in a shrill shriek as Pam slapped her deliciously firm ass. Pam then roughly pulled Alexandra from her ankles to the foot end of the bed so that her knees hit the floor. "Hey! What are you doing! Augh! Ugh!" Alexandra complained.

Pam stopped for a moment to admire the athlete's naked body?before raising her hand and giving the butt a hard openhanded slap. Alexandra screamed for all she was worth. And the screaming continued as long as Pam spanked the skinny woman. The blonde tormentor stopped after a few minutes mainly because Alexandra's bawling was getting extremely annoying.

"You're wasting your time; I will never submit!" Alexandra cried.

"We'll see," Pam sighed. The blonde was fairly certain that she could break the brunette with a few additional minutes of spanking but there was something else she wanted to try. Alexandra could hear her doing something behind her back and after a moment she stepped into Alexandra's view wearing a wide grin?and a huge strapon. The fearful look on Alexandra's face widened Pam's grin. Alexandra began a desperate struggle to break free but with her arms and legs tied securely and Pam holding her still she wasn't going anywhere.

Pam grabbed Alexandra's skinny butt and slowly forced the dildo into the screaming woman. It didn't take long before Alexandra was screaming her surrender, "Stop! Stop! Stop! NOOOOO! I give! I surrender! Youwinyouwinyouwin!! Please stop! You're stronger! You're better! You're superior to me! Stop it, please stop it!"

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"Well, that's that!" Erika said getting up from Yasmine's lap. She took the other girl's hands and pulled her up. Erika had a strange look on her face, as if she was up to something. She squeezed the brunette's hands hard enough to make her wince, "OW! What are you doing AUOW! You're hurting me!"

"Yup, I am," Erika said. The blonde then quickly and easily overpowered Yasmine, "Did you really think you had me defeated? Please, my left pinkie is stronger than you!" she said to the struggling brunette. She grabbed Yasmine's both wrists with one hand and slapped her face with her free hand.

The brunette squealed in panic, "Why?" she asked tears welling from her eyes.

Pamela looked confused at the two Baywatch girls; even Alexandra forgot her own predicament and was trying to follow what was going on.

"Why? Because I love the look on your face right now!" The blonde finished with a punch to Yasmine's abs doubling her over. Erika then wrapped her arms around the brunette and carried the moaning Yasmine to the bed next to Alexandra. From a drawer she pulled out another strapon.

"No!" Yasmine cried, "Not again!"

Yasmine fought valiantly back but she was clearly as outclassed as Alexandra had been. Soon her jeans and panties had been pulled down to her ankles and she was lying next to the other brunette. At the end of the bed Erika and Pamela high-fived, "Now I understand," Pamela said, "I was wondering how that scrawny brunette managed to beat you?Blonde's rule!"

"Yes we do!" Erika replied, "This is the best part of being a Baywatch babe - you get to have fun with the weak brunettes!"

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Epilogue
Pamela Anderson naturally got the part while the humiliated Alexandra Paul was sent home to lick her wounds. A week later, however, Alexandra got a surprise call and was after all offered a part on Baywatch. She accepted happily; despite what Pam had done to her Alexandra was glad to be able to spend some more time in the company of the beautiful blonde. Alexandra later found out that Pamela had insisted that Alexandra should be hired. She had reasoned that the show needed a lanky, small breasted brunette as a counter to all the busty blondes. The real reason was that Pamela found Alexandra not only attractive and desirable, but intriguing; for some explicable reason the brunette invoked feelings in Pam she had never felt. Hence Pam wanted to have the sexy brunette close to her. Pam, being the new star of the show, got her wish and Alexandra joined the cast. On the show Alexandra's character was made Pam's superior which amused the blonde immensely since in real life the situation was quite different. Behind the scenes, if not making love to her girl, the muscular blonde kept dominating the weaker brunette. This worked well for Alexandra because as long as she kept pleasing Pamela her place on the show was guaranteed. And as Pam's girl she had some clout on the set.

Picture - Always keeping Alexandra on a short leash:


Alexandra never left Pam's side, not on the set nor during various events they attended. Their relationship was a public secret – everybody knew about it but nobody talked about it. Until halfway through the season Nicole Eggert had approached Pam and asked if she could borrow Alexandra. "Sure," Pam had said almost immediately, "as long as I can watch." Alexandra had been flabbergasted and naturally objected – she wasn't property that could be lent. Pam didn't ignore the brunette's opinion, but she had become intrigued by the idea of her lover in the arms of another Baywatch babe so she suggested that she would only lend Alexandra to someone who could beat her in arm wrestling. Alexandra hadn't liked the whole idea but she had agreed as she knew that among all these athletic women she was number two strength wise. …Be that as it may, the next night Alexandra spent in Nicole Eggert's bed.

And it didn't end there, as new Baywatch girls joined the cast they eventually learned about what had become to be known as Pam's Deal. Yasmine…Kelly…Gena – they all wanted part of the deal. And without exception they got to spend the night with Alexandra…under the watchful eyes of Pam. In the end, Alexandra had been on loan at least once to every Baywatch girl…and even some guest stars! Even after her character's death in season six Alexandra continued behind the scenes to please the girls on the show.

When the show was finally cancelled in 1999 Alexandra thought that her work was done, but to her horror, and delight, the deal Pam had made – anyone Baywatch girl who can beat her can have her – continued on the Hawaii spinoff. Hence Alexandra was seen on and off on the Hawaii set until 2001. In 2002-2003 her behind the scenes work continued even during the filming of Hawaiian Wedding movie.

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[Here is the second version]

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A beautiful blonde glared at a brunette beauty who was standing on the opposite side of the elevator. The brunette returned the look. At first, when they had entered the elevator they had tried to avoid looking at each other but the mirrors on all walls made it hard ? no matter where they looked they saw the other one. And that wasn't a bad thing as both women were quite pleasing to look at. Both of them were wearing high-heeled boots and an extremely tight bodysuit covering the entire body save for the hands and neck. The only difference in their attire was that the blond was wearing a white suit and the brunette was wearing a matte black one.

They both knew that it wasn't an accident that they were in the same building, in the same elevator at the same time ? they were clearly going to the same meeting?which meant that they were, in a sense, rivals. The fact that they were dressed almost identically proved the point.

The blond woman, a 21-year old Charlize Theron, stared icily at the brunette. For a moment she thought that she had recognized her from somewhere?but no. That of course didn't diminish her astounding beauty. The woman was about the same size, maybe slightly shorter, and probably in her late twenties. Charlize let her eyes roam downwards from the brunette's beautiful face and her long flowing hair. The jumpsuit covered the entire body, but as tight as it was it hid nothing. Charlize could see that the woman had a beautiful athletic build with visible, defined muscles all over the body. Her heart was beating hard and fast as she admired the brunette beauty.

Catherine Zeta Jones didn't recognize the blond woman who was staring at her. She was probably just one of those dime-a-dozen blonde bimbos wanting to be big stars. Unknown she might be, but she sure was pretty! Catherine knew she was strange, but the first thing she had noticed on the woman was her extremely firm, athletic build. As they had walked through the lobby she had almost tripped on her own feet watching he blonde walk in front of her to the elevator. And now, the way she leaned back against the wall, with her hands on the handrail made her biceps bulge enticingly. And whenever she changed her position she could how the muscles on her legs tense and relax.

Catherine knew that they were here for the same TV-role, but she wasn?t worried. She knew that the cast already included a few beautiful blondes so her being a brunette was clearly a big plus. Also, this blonde was clearly a nobody as opposed to Catherine who already was someone, having starred in a few films and TV-series. Not a superstar, but at least she was someone. Catherine smiled to herself. She wondered what the blonde was thinking?

The blonde was thinking that she would want to pull the smug brunette on her knee and give her a hearty spanking. For some reason that excited Charlize more than her initial thought of kissing the brunette. "Who knows, maybe I get to do both someday?" she mused.

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"Come in!" a muted voice called.

Catherine pulled the handle and opened the door. She and Charlize stepped warily in and found two athletic and gorgeous women on the floor ? wrestling! Alexandra Paul was on top and was trying to restrain Pamela Anderson. "This will just take a sec," the brunette said and pushed the blonde's shoulders to the floor, "One?" That was as far as she got as Pamela muscled her shoulder up and at the same time threw Alexandra off of her.

And as Charlize and Catherine watched, Pamela reversed the situation and pressed Alexandra's shoulders to the floor, "Could someone give me the three count?" she asked and looked at the two beauties at the door. This proved to be a mistake as Alexandra somehow wriggled free from the strong blonde's hold and once again managed to reverse the situation. Alexandra counted quickly to three, "Yeah! *I* win!" She flexed her arms and seemed very pleased with herself and her accomplishment. She gave her beaten rival a light kiss on the lips before getting up. "Please come in," she said as she helped Pamela up on her feet. Charlize and Catherine stood like paralyzed and watched as the two sexiest Baywatch beauties embraced and shared a deep and long kiss. They then turned their attention to Charlize and Catherine.

"As you have guessed, you have both applied for the same role on Baywatch," Alexandra began when the four women had settled into the living room and introductions had been made. The room was spacious and beautifully furnished; the only strange thing was a huge bed against one of the walls. "But only one of you will get that part!" She smiled looking at Charlize and Catherine, "It isn't enough to be pretty to be a Baywatch girl ?"

"?and acting ability is optional!" Pamela cut in.

Alexandra gave her an angry look before continuing, "You must also be physical enough ? strong and tough enough! That's why you're here today.

Catherine and Charlize looked at each other with perplexed looks on their faces. "I don't know about her, but I work out every day," Charlize said.

"Yes that's obvious; just by looking at the two of you, it is clear that you're both in good shape," Pamela said eyeing the two applicants. Behind Pamela's back Alexandra was flexing her arms. "We only want the sexiest and strongest girls on the show!" Charlize and Catherine looked amazed at the brunette's lean but muscular arms.

Charlize walked up to Alexandra, "I'd bet you?re the strongest one on the cast," she said and squeezed Alexandra's flexed bicep.

"Look! Pamela's arms are even bigger?so beautiful!" Catherine said feeling Pamela's arm, "Ooh, I'd say Pamela packs more strength than Alexandra in her arms. Skill matters more than raw strength though," she pondered trying to explain how the clearly stronger-looking Pamela had lost to Alexandra.

Charlize went over to Pamela and was surprised to note that the blonde's biceps was in fact bigger than Alexandra's. Even Alexandra had come to feel Pamela's biceps; she squeezed the flexed muscle, as she had done so many times before?and she already knew that it was undeniably bigger and harder than her own. "Yes it is nice, but let's get back to you."

"Yes," Pamela agreed, "let us have a closer look at you?" For the next several minutes Pamela and Alexandra 'inspected' the two women asking them to flex and pose. At first Charlize and Catherine had been nervous having the two Baywatch women buzzing around them, touching everywhere and commenting on everything, but after a while they relaxed and actually enjoyed the attention.

"I'm impressed," Alexandra said after a while, "you both are definitely Baywatch material! If it was up to me we would take both of you, but we only have room for one."

"So? what happens now?"

"Well, so far we only know that you look physically powerful, but as we said, that's not enough."

"How do we prove we're strong enough? I don't see any weights or anything??"

"You'll fight!"

"You?" Charlize's voice quivered, she was watching at Pamela's impressively defined arms, "we must fight you?"

Alexandra laughed, "No, of course not, that wouldn't be fair. You'll fight each other, and the winner will get the part! You'll win by forcing the other one to admit that you are the tougher one and that you should get the part!"

"We'll be watching..." Pamela said with a sly smile and plopped down on a heavy armchair and indicated for Alexandra to sit on her lap.

Alexandra giggled like a schoolgirl as she sat down and wrapped her arms around Pamela's neck. "Hey! Wait a sec, not this time," she said and jumped up, "I won so you are going to sit on my lap!"

"Oh right," Pamela grinned, "?out old habit?" Alexandra gave her a sour look as she sat down and pulled the busty blonde down.

"You may start," Alexandra said and let suddenly out a shriek as Pamela's hand had sneaked inside her shirt and was squeezing her left breast.

"Remind me," Pamela teased the brunette, "was this the first time you bested me?"

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[Raccoon]

"Not what I expected to have to do," Charlize said, "But if I have to mop the floor with you to get this part I will!" Before she even had ended the sentence Charlize suddenly lunged for Catherine and tried to put Catherine in a headlock.

Luckily the brunette was ready and avoided the clumsy attack by simply sidestepping and shoving the slightly taller woman to the side, "You? Hah! You might have the looks to be Baywatch babe but that's all! The closest you're gonna get to Baywatch is watching it on TV. Do us both a favor and surrender now!" Catherine grinned and added, "?before I ruin that pretty face of yours?"

Charlize ignored Catherine's words and slapped Catherine's cheek. There was a look of utter shock and disbelief on Catherine's face, "Ho- how dare you?" she asked.

"Oh I dare," Charlize replied confidently, "And I'll dare much more to get the part"

They exchanged a few punches before clasping hands in a test-of-strength. It became quickly evident that this wasn't an ordinary test-of-strength, it was a ferocious battle for dominance where the combatants pushed and pulled, crashing around the room trying to hurt the other. They smashed each other into walls, tables?anything hard enough to hurt?and all the while holding hands. If there was nothing suitable to push the other into a knee was instead used to cause some pain. For Alexandra and Pamela, who eagerly followed the action from their chair, it looked like Catherine was slightly more in control as it was Charlize who crashed more often into a wall or a piece of furniture.

However, after several minutes of this violent dance Catherine's strength began clearly to wane. Noticing this Charlize grinned and gleefully continued to smash Catherine around for a minute or two. "Special delivery," Charlize grunted and threw the brunette against a sideboard

The sideboard creaked but was robust enough to take Catherine's weight as she slammed painfully against it. The pain blurred her vision as Charlize advanced. Catherine fumbled around with her hands for something to grab and by a stroke of luck her hands found a vase which she in desperation smashed into Charlize's head. Stunned, Charlize fell down amidst pieces of broken pottery. Catherine was in no position to use the situation to her advantage ? she just leaned against the sideboard and drew deep breaths...holding her hurt side?happy that the beating had ended.

A few seconds later Catherine had recovered enough and leapt into action. She pulled Charlize up and put her in a bearhug by wrapping her lean arms around the blonde woman's upper body. She gritted her teeth as she began squeezing as hard as she could. Even in the middle of this grueling fight she could appreciate her opponent's body?and wanted to feel it next to her own. And it was indeed a nice feeling pressing against the blonde's athletic body.

In hindsight, Catherine should have done something else, something more devastating, while she had the advantage. The bearhug wasn't enough to hold the stronger Charlize and the blonde soon broke the hold! Grasping Catherine's wrists she threw the brunette on the bed.

Catherine landed ungracefully on the bed, rolled over once or twice and fell off the bed on the other side. She tried to clear her head as she scampered back up on the bed. She met Charlize on her knees in the middle. If Catherine's head had been clear she might not have clasped hands as eagerly with her foe in a test-of-strength as she did. This one ended in a similar fashion as the first one ? the taller blonde eventually gaining the upper hand. Catherine was quickly forced down on her back with Charlize straddling her.

"Yield!" Charlize grunted.

"Never!" was the short reply.

The blonde knew she would have to soften up Catherine a bit more. She let go of her hands and grabbed a pillow and began viciously to beat Catherine with it. She screamed like a banshee bludgeoning her rival into pulp. She stopped the onslaught when she noticed that the pillow didn't have the desired effect ? it appeared that a pillow was a less than adequate weapon of death. At that exact moment Catherine's fist flew upwards and hit Charlize's jaw. Catherine continued by grabbing the blonde's hair and yanking hard to the side. Charlize's shrill shriek sounded almost comical.

Catherine jumped off the bead, pulling Charlize with her from her hair. "You really thought you'd be good enough?" The brunette kneed Charlize before slamming her head against the wall. Once, twice.

Charlize was seeing stars; she had to do something ? now. Just as Catherine was to bonk her head a third time Charlize smashed backward with her elbow hitting Catherine's between her legs. Catherine cried out and let go of Charlize's hair. Teary eyed she stumbled back a few steps holding her hurt crotch. But she had to press the attack ? ignoring the pain Catherine moved back towards her dazed rival.

For the third time the combatants clasped hands. For Charlize this was understandable but you would have thought that Catherine had known better after 'losing' a test-of-strength twice already. Pamela and Alexandra didn't mind though as they again got to see beautiful muscles bulging on Catherine's and Charlize's arms as the would-be Baywatch babes tried to force the other down on her knees.

This time, Catherine seemed to have the upper hand ? her lean muscles seemingly overpowering her opponent's. Unfortunately, her advantage lasted only until Charlize had cleared her head and began to push back in earnest; a minute later it was clear that Charlize had more power in her arms. Catherine's legs buckled as the irresistible force that was Charlize continued to push down.

Realizing that she was in trouble Catherine headbutted Charlize, her forehead hitting the blonde's jaw. Charlize yelped and fell back, letting go of Catherine's hands. The brunette got up and accompanied by a loud crash rammed Charlize with her body against the wall. Catherine tried to pin Charlize but the blonde showed her back like she was nothing. Catherine stumbled back and fell flat on the floor; before she could get up Charlize was next to her and grabbed her back, and heaved her towards the center of the room, away from the bed. It was a powerful throw as Catherine flew all the way to the chair where Alexandra and Pamela were watching. Charlize scrambled after and just as Catherine got up she delivered a haymaker knocking Catherine on Alexandra and Pamela's lap.

"Get up and get her," Alexandra said lightly slapping Catherine's butt.

"I can't..." Catherine's voice quivered, "she's...she's too strong!!" there was desperation in her voice.

"That's not the right attitude for a Baywatch girl," Pamela said, "Just look at Alexandra, she's weak as kitten but she never gives up! Today she won because she wanted to win, more so than I..."

"Shut up!" Alexandra said irritated that Pamela kept belittling her physical prowess, "Pamela's right though?it looks like we have overestimated you!"

Alexandra's words hurt Catherine. But the truth was she felt totally out of her league. Charlize seemed overwhelmingly strong and no matter what she tried the blonde just shrugged it off. She had got in a few shots and had been in control for a few seconds at a time but all in all to little effect. And she knew she had not much energy left?

Still stretched out on Pamela's lap Catherine suddenly kicked, her heel hitting nicely between Charlize's legs. The blondes eyes bulged and her mouth opened but no sound escaped her lips. Catherine was up again; she grabbed once again a handful of blonde locks and yanked hard. Charlize lost her balance and stumbled forward only to have her head slammed into a wall. Seeing stars, and a few planets, Charlize was completely defenseless as Catherine began pouring blows to her body. Fist after fist sunk into Charlize's muscular but now exposed body. Pinned between the wall and Catherine the blonde was in trouble. A final haymaker knocked Charlize down.

Charlize moaned on the floor but she got no respite as Catherine straddled her and continued to relentlessly pummel the downed foe. Finally, the brunette stopped punching and stood up, "Let me hear it! Say that I'm the woman!"

"You...you think that...I'm done? After this?" Charlize said her voice and general appearance a bit woozy.

"You're beaten," Catherine said drawing deep breaths, "I've beaten you! Say it!" Charlize didn't, instead she swept with her legs tripping the brunette. The tall, statuesque woman crashed to the floor like a tree that has been cut down.

Catherine bounced back on her feet. To her dismay the blonde had also gotten up, "Doesn't matter," Catherine said, "I've got plenty more in store for you...you see, I've got a lot of experience beating girls?blonde bimbos like you."

"Your punches are weak. Ineffective," Charlize laughed dryly; despite her bravado she didn't appear as vigorous as at the start of the fight. "And you think you're tough? Hah-ha! Well I'd guess you can take anything a ten-year old can do..." she fisted her hands, "now, let's see if you can take something a real woman can deliver!"

Catherine's fearful eyes were drawn to Charlize's bulging muscles and she began backing away from the blonde. With a roar Charlize charged Catherine and the two began trading punches. Despite the fear Catherine was feeling she fought back. And quite well actually, for every blow Charlize delivered Catherine gave two. However, either Catherine's punches were as weak and powerless as Charlize had claimed, or Charlize was super-tough able to take them with ease. Either way, Catherine's punches had seemingly little effect on the blonde babe. Charlize's blows, on the other hand, had a devastating effect on the brunette beauty.

After some blows Catherine had almost had enough: her legs were wobbly, her vision blurred ? yet she stayed up. Charlize grabbed her arms and began forcing the brunette down.

"Looks like it's over," Alexandra said stating the obvious.

Catherine, already down on her knees, heard Alexandra's words, "No!" she grunted; tears were running down her cheeks.

"You might have spoken too soon," Pamela said squeezing Alexandra's hand.

Charlize noticed the sudden fire in Catherine's eyes and she was shocked when she felt power again in Catherine's arms. Reinvigorated Catherine began pushing back...her face red with strain and anger. Unfortunately, the energy boost Catherine had received wasn't enough against Charlize's overwhelming strength. With laughter Charlize forced the brunette down on the floor once and for all. At this point Catherine's arms and legs were like spaghetti - limp and powerless. But was her spirit as broken as her physical body?

"Looks like I'll be the next Baywatch babe," Charlize said looking at Alexandra and Pamela.

"Not before she says so," Alexandra said looking at the exhausted Catherine.

Charlize dropped on Catherine's chest and straddled her, her strong, shapely legs pressing into Catherine's sides. She slapped the brunette's face, "I've won - admit it!" The defiant Catherine remained silent. Charlize slapped her face again, the force jerking Catherine's head back and forth. When that didn't help she rammed her knee between the brunette's legs with such force that poor Catherine was knocked unconscious.

"That's not good," Pamela said, "if she's out she can't give you your victory!"

"Fuck!" Charlize screamed. She grabbed Catherine and shook the unconscious beauty, trying to revive her, but the brunette was out cold.

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[Raccoon]

When Catherine eventually awoke the first thing she noticed was that she was prone on the bed, bound and unable to move. The second thing she noted was that she was fully naked.

"Finally," she heard Charlize say, "you know what you have to do...!" Her voice was both threatening and alluring at the same time.

"No," Catherine said and turned her head, "I woOOUUAAAH!!" her defiant sentence ended in a shrill shriek as Charlize slapped her deliciously firm ass. Charlize then roughly pulled Catherine from her ankles to the foot end of the bed so that her knees hit the floor. "Hey! What are you doing! Augh! Ugh!" Catherine complained.

Charlize stopped for a moment to admire the athletic naked body?before raising her hand and giving the butt a hard openhanded slap. Catherine screamed for all she was worth. And the screaming continued as long as Charlize spanked the woman. The blonde tormentor stopped after a few minutes mainly because Catherine's bawling was getting extremely annoying.

"You're wasting your time; I will never submit!" Catherine cried.

"We'll see," Charlize sighed. The blonde was fairly certain that she could break the brunette with a few additional minutes of spanking but there was something else she wanted to try. Catherine could hear her doing something behind her back and after a moment she stepped into Catherine's view wearing a wide grin?and a huge strapon. The fearful look on Catherine's face widened Charlize's grin. Catherine began a desperate struggle to break free but with her arms and legs tied securely and Charlize holding her still she wasn't going anywhere.

Charlize grabbed Catherine's butt and slowly forced the dildo into the screaming woman. It didn't take long before Catherine was screaming her surrender, "Stop! Stop! Stop! NOOO! I give! I surrender! Youwinyouwinyouwin!! Please stop! You're stronger! You're better! You're superior to me! Stop it, please stop it!"

* * *

"Well, that's that!" Pamela said getting up from Alexandra's lap. She took the other girl's hands and pulled her up. Pamela had a strange look on her face, as if she was up to something. She squeezed the brunette's hands hard enough to make her wince, "OW! What are you doing AUOW! You're hurting me!"

"Yup, I am," Pamela said. The blonde then quickly and easily overpowered Alexandra, "Did you really think you had me defeated? Please, my left pinkie is stronger than you!" she said to the struggling brunette. She grabbed Alexandra's both wrists with one hand and slapped her face with her free hand.

The brunette squealed in panic, "Why?" she asked tears welling from her eyes.

Charlize looked confused at the two Baywatch girls; even Catherine forgot her own predicament and was trying to follow what was going on.

"Why? Because I love the look on your face right now!" The blonde finished with a punch to Alexandra's abs doubling her over. Pamela then wrapped her arms around the brunette and carried the moaning Alexandra to the bed next to Catherine. From a drawer she pulled out another strapon.

"No!" Alexandra cried, "Not again!"

Alexandra fought valiantly back but she was clearly as outclassed as Catherine had been. Soon her jeans and panties had been pulled down to her ankles and she was lying next to the other brunette. At the end of the bed Pamela and Charlize high-fived, "Now I understand," Charlize said, "I was wondering how that scrawny brunette managed to beat you?Blonde's rule!"

"Yes we do!" Pamela replied, "This is the best part of being a Baywatch babe - you get to have fun with the weak brunettes!"

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Epilogue
Despite winning the role, Charlize didn't accept it. Whispers of her beating Catherine had started to spread and it had had a surprisingly positive effect on her career. Job offers began pouring in and within a month Charlize was already filming a new movie, and within the same year two more. Catherine on the other hand didn't work for the entire 1997. She said that she needed to rest but the truth was that she hadn't received any good offers. Luckily things improved for her the next year when she got the female lead in the Mask of Zorro.

On Baywatch, Pam continued to have her way with Alexandra until the brunette quite unexpectedly quit the show. Officially, Alexandra had left to train for the Hawaii Ironman but unofficially everybody knew that Alexandra had finally had enough of Pam's constant domination sessions.