Avril Lavigne

Age: 33

Height: 5'2

Weight: 110 lbs

Bust: 32B

Hometown: Belleville, Canada

Record: 1 - 3

Wins: Avril Lavigne (52%) defeats Kate Mara (48%)

Losses: Emma Watson (51%) defeats Avril Lavigne (49%)

Keira Knightley (56%) defeats Avril Lavigne (44%)

Victoria Justice (49%) defeats Avril Lavigne (51%) via RNG

Rivals: Victoria Justice (0 - 0)

Avril Lavigne vs. Emma Watson

"A mortified Avril drunkenly staggered a handful of steps backwards, palming her alabaster breasts as the shoulder straps of her defective one-piece bikini fluttered to her sides. Emma looked on equally horrified as the blonde's perky nipples peeked through tiny slits in her fingers, seemingly filled with remorse after stripping her opponent topless on a botched attempt to sling Avril into the ropes.

After an eternity of both girls remaining frozen like deer in headlights, Emma was the first to compose herself, caning Avril across the cheek with a nasty backhanded slap that sent the blonde reeling. Avril pirouette with a violent yelp, burying her face in her hands as the snapped remnants of her dangling one-piece slid below her belly button, resting gently on her hips as she turned her back to the pressing Brit.

Ever-alert, Emma sidled behind the hunched Canuck and scooped her up around the waist, hoisting her off the ground by the crook of one of her knees. Watson athletically held the full weight of the squirming blonde while rotating Avril's frame perpendicular to her own, briefly collecting herself before delivering a breathtaking Sidewalk Slam. Avril's lithe frame fell completely slack as she trampolined off the canvas, her limbs exploding to all four corners of the ring before sliding spread eagle.

The blonde's fleshy tits quaked as they pointed skyward, gurgling as she sputtered for air like a fish out of water, her mouth helplessly hanging agape. Emma affectionately slid a forearm over Avril's convulsing bosom, shielding her wardrobe malfunction with an arm bra as she scooped one of Lavigne's thighs and yanked it up to her chest, securing the win with a leg hook 3-count pin".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Keira Knightley vs. Avril Lavigne

"The elevated rafters high above the two fighters spun like a record as the vacant blonde stared up at the ceiling, sprawled out spread eagle in the center of the ring as a chorus of jeers and boos rained down upon her. The fluorescent fixtures overhead multiplied out of control as Lavigne drunkenly attempted to put the pieces back together from her shattered psyche. Avril was deaf to it all however; paralyzed by a crippling DDT delivered by the lithe Brit that left her skull rattling long after she melted to the canvas. Keira remained overtly confident despite her shortcomings as a fighter, victoriously parading around the felled singer as though she'd already scored a cover.

Arrogance aside, Avril had put forth a pitiful effort against an opponent who had been a walkover for most, doing little more than avoiding a hard-charging Knightley from the drop. With a hearty tug, Keira gripped one of Avril's ankles and yanked her further away from the ropes to ensure she was in the dead center of the ring. The blonde let out a startled yip as her bubbly ass cheeks skid across the mat, her pert, freed breasts jiggling as her backside slouched once again to the canvas.

"You're gonna wish I turned out your lights..." Keira venomously hissed under her breath as she crossed and stepped between Avril's milky white gams, mercilessly falling back into a brutal Figure-Four Leglock. The blonde began to frantically pump her fists against the mat, wailing in agony as Keira's powerful, flexing thighs put a tremendous amount of strain on Lavigne's. Avril hysterically flailed and squirmed without thought, her perky tits spasming as they craned skyward. The delicate curve of her spine arched into an excruciating "C", but for all her floundering she only managed to sink herself deeper into Knightley's clutches. Avril valiantly held out for far longer than was to be expected for such a deep hold, finally tapping when Keira athletically bridged her thin frame to up the pressure to dangerous levels and threaten serious injury".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Victoria Justice vs. Avril Lavigne

"What was initially considered to be a throw away match between two notoriously underwhelming competitors turned into an all-out war. Victoria, fresh off her first ever win against Mandy Moore, was lulled into a false sense of security by her opponent's winless record. Victoria, clad in a two-piece black bikini, leisurely strolled to the center of the ring, her eyes taking in her short opponent, clad in her synonymous punk rock schoolgirl outfit.

Victoria yawned and took a lazy swipe at Avril's hair but, to everyone's surprise, Avril ducked out of the way and landed a spinning back kick to Victoria's gut! Avril, showing the heart of a champion, applied pressure on Justice, backing her up into the ropes and delivering echoing chops to the Cali native's tanned, bikini-clad breasts. Avril's feisty offense quickly shook Victoria from her lackadaisical attitude and the raven-haired beauty charged forward, tackling Lavigne to the canvas. The two women screamed out curses as they rolled across the canvas, each lady fighting for the advantage.

In the final moments of the match, Victoria was celebrating having just stripped off her foe's skirt. With her back turned to her opponent, Justice triumphantly waved Lavigne's skirt above her head. Avril, her top having been ripped off a few minutes prior, was scantily clad in a revealing cotton pair of black bra and panties. With an angry roar, Avril leaps onto Victoria's back and cinches Justice with a rear naked choke and sinks her legs around her foe's midsection, getting her hooks in. Victoria cries and stumbles in surprise, wearing the short blonde as a backpack.

After several seconds Victoria collapses on her knees. Avril falls onto her back, bringing Justice with her and squeezing with all her might until Justice falls limp. Once she feels her opponent is out, Avril jumps to her feet in celebration of her very first win. But her celebration is short lived once she sees the referee looking in the opposite direction. He never saw Justice go out because Taylor Swift, whom had been watching in the front row, had hoped the barricade, climbed on the ring apron and started causing a scene.

Avril stomped over to Swift to confront her. The two blondes began arguing, giving a groggy Victoria a chance to recover. Justice wearily limps over to Avril, drops down and rolls the surprised blonde in a tight roll-up pin. Swift climbs down from the apron, allowing the ref to turn his attention back to the competitors in the ring. He drops down and begins the three count. Victoria grabs a handful of Avril's panties and jerks them up, using them as leverage. The ref counts to three and awards Justice with the victory.

Swift slides in the ring and raises Victoria's arm. Avril pulls her wedgied undies out of her crack and, in a fit of rage, hauls back and decks Swift in the face. However, the offense is short lived for the spunky blonde. What follows is a two-on-one beatdown with Swift and Justice stomping Avril into the canvas. Victoria, adding insult to injury, sits next to her rival, grabs Avril's thin arm and locks in an arm bar!

Justice's abs flex as she sits up a little, looking with a satisfied smirk at Lavigne, whose eyes and mouth are wide open in pain. She takes advantage of Victoria's open mouth by slipping the toes of her left barefoot in! Avril yowls in protest, her tongue involuntarily scrubbing Victoria's tan toes. Victoria cranks the armbar, causing Avril to thrash violently.

Lavigne's struggles begin to fade as the lack of air and pain overtake her and she passes out. Taylor, with a smug grin, rips Avril's panties off, balls them up and shoves them in the defeated blonde's gaping mouth. Next, Justice strips off the punk Princess' bra. Victoria and Taylor place one foot on Avril's breast, Victoria taking the left breast and Taylor the right, posing victoriously as the crowd boos in displeasure. Grabbing a microphone, Taylor and Victoria put the rest of the roster on notice, announcing, "The team of Swift Justice is here and, from this moment on, they are in charge".

- Submission by jdo90

Kate Mara vs. Avril Lavigne

"Despite being winless in her first three matches, of which two were against rather bungling and uninspired competition, it was the spunky Canadian who miraculously found herself leading the charge as the match hit its twilight hour. Avril Lavigne was one of the last fighters remaining whose pathetic record was buoying Kate Mara in the standings, but her current freefall losing four-straight (and counting) was threatening to submarine her straight to the depths of the Strawweight division.

"Lookie! So the carpet does match the drapes, eh?" Avril mercilessly cooed, hunching inquisitively over the downed redhead who seemed to be running on empty.

Kate squirmed and sobbed into the canvas as she pathetically curled into the fetal position, both hands shaking as she gingerly cupped her throbbing womanhood. A brutal, wrenching frontal wedgie had managed to split Kate's spandex bottoms straight up the seams, tearing through fabric and flesh alike as they demeaningly parted her plump, pink lips and invaded her sex before giving way. As Mara's pleading digits parted, her dark amber bush of pubic hair peeked through the slits, her naked mound now on display as she was finally stripped completely naked by an insatiable Lavigne. Her delicious, milky-white B-cups fleshily teardropped toward the canvas as her spine curled, wilting into a puddle before Avril commanded her to rise. She wasn't done sending a message.

Mara grit her teeth as Avril twirled her digits around a clump of her loose, shoulder-length auburn locks, hoisting the battered redhead to unsteady footing. Seemingly resigned to eat the final knockout blow, Kate vacantly wobbled on her heels simply shielding her naked bush instead of putting up defenses; bulbs dancing in their sockets as her lips curled, pouting as she was forced to taste defeat once again.

Instead of a final heroic bomb or slam, Avril instead simply slung a lethargic side kick into Kate's ribs. Out of sheer reflex rather than skill, Mara hooked Lavigne's calf and pinned the singer's stem to her rib cage, catching the kick in mid-air. Was that really all Avril had left in the tank? Could Kate make a comeback and snatch victory from the jaws of defeat? No, and no.

The coy blonde's fake look of concern suddenly slid into a devilish smile, smirking at the shocked Mara as she pogo'd on one heel. Suddenly leaping airborne in a shocking display of athleticism, Avril slung her free stem into Kate's cheek, nearly decapitating the frozen actress. A sickening, meaty *THWACK* erupted as Kate's skull rocked sideways as if her neck had been snapped, a mouthful of slobber sloshing across the canvas as her naked frame stiffened. Her bulbs were already glazed over as her head lulled back in place, her teardropping bosom twitching with convulsions before her upright frame tipped backwards, crashing to the mat on her back. Her fingers and toes curled as her rigid frame hit the ground, skidding to a stop as a devastating toe-kick left her splayed out flat on her ass. Avril landed with a thud herself before twisting just in time to see the devastation, giggling with glee as Kate gurgled and twitched before her. A final piercing heel planted on Kate's mushrooming left tit was all the cover needed as Avril finally got in the win column in dramatic fashion".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins