Jennifer Aniston

Age: 48

Height: 5'5

Weight: 117 lbs

Bust: 34C

Hometown: Sherman Oaks, Los Angeles, California

Record: 2 - 5

Wins: Jennifer Aniston (55%) defeats Karlie Kloss (45%)

Jennifer Aniston (60%) defeats Taylor Swift (40%)

Losses: Megan Fox (59%) defeats Jennifer Aniston (41%)

Jennifer Lawrence (64%) defeats Jennifer Aniston (36%)

Stana Katic (56%) defeats Jennifer Aniston (44%)

Kendall Jenner (56%) defeats Jennifer Aniston (44%)

Mandy Moore (54%) defeats Jennifer Aniston (46%)

Injuries: Jennifer Lawrence (64%) defeats Jennifer Aniston (36%) - Strained Back - 3 Weeks

Rivals: N/A

Megan Fox vs. Jennifer Aniston

"Jennifer looked every bit like someone who was seventeen years Megan's elder. Though her looks refused to fade, her skill and stamina just couldn't match the sprightly brunette who was running circles around the winded cougar. The vacant blonde was little more than a compliant consort as Megan easily manauvered her noodle-limbed foe into perfect position for the ender.

A sharp, bony elbow to Jen's taut abdomen left her doubled at the waist, wheezing into the canvas as she nearly genuflect to a knee, a stream of drool sloshing at their feet. In a deft display of sleight-of-hand, Megan scooped up Jen's skull in a headlock and attempted to bore a hole through the canvas with it in one motion, drilling her forehead-first into the ground with a devastating DDT. Aniston turned to putty on impact, sloshing to a stop in a heap of flesh at Megan's hip. Foxy twisted the unconscious blonde to her backside with a dismissive shoulder shove and draped her chest across Aniston's, their bosoms mushrooming against one another as she secured the victory with an uncontested crossbody pin."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Jennifer Lawrence vs. Jennifer Aniston

"It was Jennifer Lawrence's debut match at the Federation, but the young, stunningly beautiful oscar-winning actress was not unexperienced. To get the spotlight in Hollywood, she had learned to kick some ass. And that's what she did - while keeping her smile most of the match. Jen Aniston did not go down easily, but the wrestling clinic delivered by the younger blonde left her not only screaming, but with her back hurting serverly. After numerous backbreakers and surfboard holds she was crying and immobilized.

J-Law opened her bikini top to the cheers of the crowd, baring her soft and suple, milky and freckled bosom to the explosion of camera flashes. Finally she lowered it onto Jen Aniston's face, smothering her out.

She rose and paramedics rushed to the ring. Aniston would need a long recovery as her body had suffered badly today and she was now paying the price for being at the top for so man years. Jennifer Lawrence had made an impressive debut. She was there to kick some ass and she had already won the crowd. With a big smile on her face she left."

- Submission by tr0tz

Stana Katic vs. Jennifer Aniston

"The two taut cougars recklessly exploded into one another, topless flesh clapping together as they erratically twirled across the ring in a hurricane collar-and-elbow. The disheveled blonde began to gain the upper hand on the taller Katic as their flailing limbs became more entangled, aggressively tucking Stana's head underneath her armpit and cinching in a loose guillotine. Before she could tighten the noose however, the more youthful brunette slung her forearm between Jen's parted thighs.

Aniston helplessly let out a gruff; "HHOOUUUGGGGHHHH" as Katic's brutal low blow left her utterly crippled, her knees quaking before buckling altogether. Jennifer genuflected at Stana's heel as the guillotine unraveled, hoarsely groaning as Katic hauled her upright and flung her into the far ropes by the wrist.

Jen gawkily attempted and failed to hook the top rope with the crook of her elbow as the rubber backstop bowed toward the crowd, catapulting her back toward the planted brunette. With savage intentions, Katic extended one of her sinewy stems and clobbered Jen square in the jaw. Aniston's head snapped to the left as Stana's heel hammered her in the chin, her body instantly stiffening before sloshing lifelessly to the canvas, out cold before she even hit the ground. The entire building was in stunned silence at the brunette's Big Boot, erupting with applause as Katic victoriously planted her toned limb on Aniston's bare, twitching sternum".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Mandy Moore vs. Jennifer Aniston (Skin-to-Win Match)

"Mandy Moore and Jennifer Aniston have the unflattering reputation of being uncoordinated, unathletic, hopeless, winless jobbers. One lucky lady will break her pathetic losing streak while the loser will have to live with the fact that she was defeated by, quite possibly, the worst of the worst.

The bout was, as expected, a sloppy mess. After several minutes of hairpulling, slapping, rolling around, and poorly executed body slams, both women were exhausted. Moore and Aniston gulped for air, their scarcely clothed bodies glistening in the stadium lights, causing the men in attendance to wolfwhistle in appreciation.

Aniston's bronzed ass cheeks teasingly peek out from a pair of low-cut dark blue panties -- her only remaining article of clothing -- as the blonde cougar crouches down in anticipation. Jennifer's eyes focus in on the lean, nude figure tottering across the mat and quickly pounces.

Moore yelps in pain as Aniston spears her to the canvas. Mandy whimpers, arching her back in pain, allowing Aniston to straddle the Pop Star's waist. Taking advantage of her dominant position, Jennifer leans forward, pressing her voluptuous breasts into her opponent's protesting face. Jennifer simpers as she wiggles her shoulders, forcing Mandy's nose deeper into the sweaty crevice of her tits.

Once Aniston felt like Moore had lost enough air, she hooks Mandy's leg. The referee, however, doesn't count. Baffled, Jennifer stares blankly at him, "What are you doing? Count the pin!" The referee just stares back at Aniston. After several seconds, Jennifer rises to her feet and begins shouting at the ref.

Mandy slowly regains her bearings and eventually pushes herself upright. As Jennifer unleashes a hateful diatribe at the ref, Mandy creeps behind, circles her arms around Aniston's waist and hurles the older woman backwards in a poorly executed -- yet, for Mandy, impresive -- German Suplex. Still gripping onto Jennifer, Mandy rolls backwards, sitting on Aniston's chest, entrapping the cougar's calves under her thighs. Moore quickly grabs Jennifer's undies, ripping the garment until it falls off the older woman's body. Moore remains perched on top of her screaming opponent's bent-in-half body, pinning her for a victorious three count.

Mandy, elated with joy, soaks in her first victory. Eyeing Jennifer's perfectly positioned, stuck-up ass, Moore can't help but giggle, "So, no one told you life was gonna be this way," *CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP* Mandy quickly cracked her open palm 4 times against Jennifer's bare ass. "Your job's a joke, you're broke and your love life's DOA!" Mandy finishes singing the opening chorus of the 'Friends' theme song before quickly scurrying out of the ring, getting as far away from Jennifer as possible.

Jennifer scrambles to her feet and punts the referee in the balls, shrieking in rage. Mandy quickly hurries up the aisle, grinning down at the lone sock covering her right foot, and breathes out a sigh of relief".

- Submission by jdo90

Karlie Kloss vs. Jennifer Aniston

"Everyone in attendance considered this bout to be a good bathroom break, not due to the sex appeal of the fighters, but due to their reputation. Jennifer Aniston and Karlie Kloss have a rather unfortunate, albeit well-deserved, reputation of being losers -- or jobbers, if you will. Jennifer, the elder of the two combatants, has participated in 5 fights, all of with she has lost. Karlie, on the other hand, has only participated in one fight, which she lost. Most women could bounce back after one loss, but it wasn't the fact that Karlie lost, rather to whom she lost. She lost to "Pop Princess of the Jobbers" herself, Taylor Swift, and it would take quite a showing to erase that loss from everyone's memories.

Both women knew that in order to be seen as a viable threat, they needed to decimate their opponent. Karlie, being a complete novice, didn't see any holes in her game and proceeded to train as usual, a mistake which cost her dearly. Jennifer completely changed her approach and incorporated Muay Thai into her training. Karli couldn't even attempt to hide her agony, wincing and groaning in paine as Aniston decimated her long legs with a barrage of deadly leg kicks. The loud THWACK of Aniston's foot striking Kloss' calf muscle echoed through the arena. The audience gazed, awestruck audience stared in disbelief as Jennifer Aniston put on a striking clinic! In a matter minutes Jennifer had stripped Karlie down to her undies and forced her to collapse to the canvas. The leggy model rolled to her side, clutching her spasming calf muscles with one hand, sobbing out in agony, while the other hand desperately attempted to shield her semi-nude body. "Oh, don't pretend to be modest, Karlie. Everyone and their mother has seen you waltzing around in your slutty underwear!" Aniston spat at Kloss before kneeling down beside her and grabbing a fistful of the model's hair.

Karlie is, in fact, a former Victoria's Secret Angel and has posed numerous times in her underwear but, to Karlie's credit, this was different. It was one thing for her to pose semi-nude on a runway, but this, this wasn't in her contract. She, again, is a novice and didn't even fathom people seeing her underwear. Had she known, she wouldn't have chosen a lacey, barely-there, hot pink thong and equally lacey hot pink brassiere. The leggy model sobbed in shame as Aniston ripped Karlie up and bent the former Victoria's Secret Angel backwards over her knee. Jennifer slapped one hand down on Karlie’s chin and, with the other, she applied a punishing Crotch Claw!

Karlie almost lost her voice when a new round of screams escaped her throat. Jennifer smiled devilishly as the blonde’s struggles began to slow and fade until her limp body lay draped over Aniston‘s thigh. Jennifer released her Crotch Claw, slid her hand down the front of Karlie’s thong, cupping her smooth pubic mound, and dug her fingers in, reapplying the Claw onto the bare flesh. Karlie immediately shrieked out her surrender as her feet lifted off the canvas and flew into the air. The referee calls for the bell as Aniston gives a final pinch for good measure and shoves Kloss off of her knee.

"Yuh…you…crazy bitch!” Karlie gulped, slithering her gawky frame across the mat. Jennifer rose to her feet and walked behind the crawling-on-all-fours blonde. She stalked Karlie to the edge of the ring and put a halt to Karlie's flight -- grabbing both her feet -- dragging her backwards, toward the center of the ring. Karlie‘s fingers clawed and raked the canvas in futility; her pathetic cries ringing through the arena as Aniston jerked her back. Once Jennifer had Karlie in the center of the ring, she knelt down and, once again, draped Kloss over her knee; only this time, she draped her stomach-first.

"Someone sure has been a naughty wittle girl," Aniston scolds, her voice mimicking that of a Mother scolding a child. "I think someone needs to be taught a lesson," Jennifer runs her palm down Karlie's back until her fingers make contact with the lacey waistband of Kloss' thong. Then, with a mighty jerk, Jennifer yanks the thong high up Karlie's back, administering a brutal wedgie! Aniston wastes no time unloading a harsh, open-palmed, over-the-knee spanking, beating Kloss' thin ass a deep shade of red. Aniston eventually shoves the sobbing woman off of her knee and strips off Karlie's thong, taking it with her as a trophy, and leaving a woman half her age beaten, stripped and spanked".

- Submission by jdo90

Taylor Swift vs. Jennifer Aniston (Jobber Title Match)

"Sporting a pitiful 1 - 5 record and thought to be nearing retirement by many; crowning Jennifer Aniston the Jobber Queen would have been a fair and fitting send-off for the aging Hollywood star. But much like her sitcom that refused to die, Aniston had other plans. Despite being all bark with rarely any bite, Taylor Swift was expected to roll over the blonde two decades her senior, never considering for a second that she might join her tag partner, Victoria Justice, in the loser's circle.

Perhaps expecting her elder foe to simply concede, Swift was completely aloof from the opening bell, mounty a paltry effort against a surprisingly ravenous Aniston. It took only a few moments for the glistening actress to assert her dominance; tossing the gangly blonde across the ring with a bra-shredding twirl of her wrists. Cupping her jiggling, newly freed tits, Swift was stunned and helpless as Jen lept across the canvas and detonated a crippling Facebuster, spiking Tay chin-first into the mat below by her scalp. The wilting blonde's skull jounced sickeningly off the canvas as her bulbs fluttered nearly shut, gurgling and sputtering with fleshy convulsions as she sulked flat on her belly, her pert B-cups mushrooming out from below her slender sternum.

Rotating to straddle the blonde's lower half, Aniston venomously cackled as she ruthlessly tugged at Swift's flossy bottoms, peeling the sweat-soaked material from between her cheeks until she wriggled them off her hips completely, leaving the pop superstar completely naked. Beginning to come to, Swift reeled and protested at the feel of the cool arena air rushing over her smooth, waxed slit; kicking out at Aniston and attempting to belly-crawl away from the pressuring blonde. With a wry smile Jen reached forward and clasped the singer's thin thighs, tugging with a domineering grunt and sliding the mewling Swift back into her lap. Taylor's thighs eased into the splits as Jennifer lustily craned forward, throatily grunting as she massaged her pelvis into Swift's plump, peeking kitty from behind.

"Hnnn--nnnnhh... STAAWWWP" Swift hoarsely wailed as Aniston pumped her hips into the blonde from behind, thrusting and rhythmically bucking against Swift's pelvis. Suddenly Jen bent forward and scooped the singer's chin, hooking Taylor's glossy lips with three digits on each side. With another paralyzing jolt, Aniston leaned back to her haunches and slung the hacking Swift in half with a devastating Camel Clutch. The blonde's mouth hung agape as she wailed and babbled, pedaling her straining stems as her upper half was lifted and twisted awkwardly off the canvas. Her naked headlights beamed toward the front few rows as Jennifer made sure to contort her lithe frame into maximum exposure, her pert, twitching B-cups on inviting display as she was bent in half at the waist. Swift sloshed and objected for no more than a handful of seconds before she rattled her submission on Aniston's thigh, as much from the humiliation as the agony. Finally being allowed to unfold from the hold, Swift's naked frame slumped in defeat on her belly, wailing as she clutched the small of her back, her thighs easing spread eagle as she floundered to her side, with only the Jobber Queen title belt offering some sort of cover as Aniston preened above her.

It might be time to rebrand 'Swift Justice' as 'Swift Defeat'."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins