Charlotte McKinney

Age: 24

Height: 5'7

Weight: 140 lbs

Bust: 32F

Hometown: Orlando, Florida

Record: 6 - 2

Wins: Charlotte McKinney (60%) defeats Stana Katic (40%)

Charlotte McKinney (57%) defeats Jessica Biel (43%)

Charlotte McKinney (52%) defeats Katy Perry (48%)

Charlotte McKinney (58%) defeats Nicki Minaj (42%)

Charlotte McKinney (60%) defeats Beyonce (40%)

Charlotte McKinney (53%) defeats Demi Rose Mawby (47%)

Losses: Alexandra Daddario (52%) defeats Charlotte McKinney (48%)

Kat Dennings (59%) defeats Charlotte McKinney (41%)

Rivals: N/A

Charlotte McKinney vs. Stana Katic

"Katic confidently stalked her blonde foe around the outskirts of the ring, as what had been an evenly-fought match started to slowly tip in the seemingly more fit brunette's favor. Charlotte's bared F-cups teardropped toward the floor as she continued to exhaustedly lead the brunette around the ropes, sputtering as she used the extended game of cat and mouse to pump some much needed oxygen back into her burning lungs. With a shrill squeal, Stana finally caught the clumsily retreating barbie, using a ruthless two-handed grip on the blonde's world-class locks to sling her into the far ropes.

The canvas quaked as Charlotte trampolined off the ropes, only as she recoiled toward the waiting Katic she was able to throttle-down and throw off Stana's rhythm, ducking under her reckless clothesline attempt and instead ripping a close-quarters knee into the brunette's slender waistline. Katic hoarsely wailed as the meaty strike sent her crumpling to one knee, a mouthful of drool sloshing to the canvas as her sweat-soaked tresses draped over her eyes. With a renewed and heightened sense of confidence, the busty blonde readied her unrivaled pair as the brunette continued to writhe on her knees, looking skyward to the endless rows of fans as she sensually massaged her bare tits together. There was foreshadowing, and then there was this - McKinney's lethal breast smother was coming.

"No....too easy..." The blonde windedly huffed, scoffing at her downed opponent as she instead sank her talons into Katic's ruffled mane. With a venomous screech Charlotte hauled Stana up to her feet as if she were a weightless one hundred and twenty pounds, tucking the brunette's skull between her split legs much to the delight of the boisterous crowd who'd clearly been backing the blonde from the drop. Katic's verbal protests and squeals were muffled by McKinney's milky thighs tightening like a boa against her cheeks. With a wry smile sneaking across her face the blonde decided a thunderous knockout wasn't enough retribution for being stripped topless; leaning over Katic's bent frame and with two quick tugs, undid the drawstrings of the brunette's bikini top and bottoms, the sweat-soaked material sticking to skin for a moment before fluttering to the canvas.

In an effortless display of raw power and artful technique, Charlotte rotated Katic into a globally recognized position - the tombstone piledriver. Katic's long, lean legs folded limply over Charlotte's broad shoulders, the blonde impressively hugging Stana's slender waistline tight against her belly. Teetering on the brink of showmanship and exhaustion, Charlotte was forced to pull the string on the piledriver early, hammering the top of Stana's skull into the canvas below. Stana sickeningly flopped flat to her back, her limbs splayed spread eagle as you could hear a pin drop in the gym aside from the gurgling of Charlotte's first victim. Stana's bare chest strenuously rose and fell though her limbs were utterly motionless, her pert bosom violently twitching and quaking as a few periodic coughs and sputters assured Charlotte she was still breathing, though her smokey painted eyelids were glued shut. Charlotte sat on her haunches at the lifeless brunette's shoulders, drinking in the unconscious jiggling of bare flesh for a few seconds before leaning over her opponent's corpse. The blonde gently brushed her fingers over the brunette's neatly manicured bush, lingering between Stana's split legs before she hooked the inside of her bronzed thigh and hoisted her ankle all the way to her chin. Katic's bubbly behind perked straight up in the air as Charlotte made sure the 3-count was drawn out, only giving up the humiliating, bare-assed leg-spread pin when she was sure the CWF photographers in the front row had their magazine cover shot."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Alexandra Daddario vs. Charlotte McKinney

"Daddario hunched over at the waist with her palms on her knees, laboriously panting for oxygen in the center of the ring simply observing her motionless foe to make sure the blonde didn't summon the energy to unravel her rubber shackles while she caught her breath. Charlotte's silky trusses were wildly strewn across the mat along with her crumpled top and bottoms, strung up in the corner in a helpless tree of woe, her body hanging upside down and completely exposed. Alex's striking, powder blue eyes sheepishly darted from her own freed C-cups to McKinney's heaving F's, seemingly defying gravity as she dangled upside down.

Alexandra confidently sauntered toward her restrained victim, one of McKinney's feeble arms extending upwards to separate the two as she pled for mercy, or at least to make it quick. Charlotte gruffly mewled as Daddario scooped up the back of her head and forced her mouth-first between her dangling cleavage. Charlotte's limbs suddenly came to life as her skull was enveloped by Alex's milky bosom, her breasts mushrooming against the blonde's glossy features as Charlotte convulsed and squirmed in desperation. Alex continued to cradle the back of Charlotte's head long past the point she was unresponsive, her toned belly twitching and flexing before she sulked back against the corner, finally allowed to lifelessly drop and dangle from the turnbuckle completely unconscious. Daddario didn't even bother to cut the blonde's ties, instead leaving her adorning the top rope, spread eagle and smothered with her own finisher."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Charlotte McKinney vs. Jessica Biel

"Charlotte screamed when Jessica pulled the middle rope up and over the top rope, trapping her huge whoppers inbeteween. The crowd, having switched sides during the match a couple of times, now shouted to Jessica and mocked her oppenent: "Jess, milk her udders!"

Charlotte powered out with an elbow, like she had powered out and fought back many times during this tough bout. It took enegery and abrased her tit skin to pull out her trabbed bosom. And Biel waited for her already, kicking her face and knocking her down. Biel was topless herself as not only McKinney's floopy boobs had escaped from its bikini, but McKinney had been able to strip her athletic opponent's bikini as well.

Jessica wanted to avenge her recent loss and she showed her fighting skills, keeping the upper hand against a tough opponent. She picked a groggy McKinney up by her hair and swung her into the corner of the ring. Climbing up, she sent ten punches into her face to the loudly counting crowd.

Biel climbed back down, grabbed her big titted opponent's hair and looked into her glassy eyes; "Tits don't fight!"

But to her surprise and to the surprise of the crowd, Charlotte still had some toughness and some will to fight in her. She brushed away Jessica's hand, then gave her a headbutt. Jessica stumbled back, holding her bleeding nose. The 24 years old model shook her head, then followed Jessica. A punch to her belly let some air our of her lungs. More blows and Jessica was reeling into the ropes.

Then, in a cruel display of strength, Charlotte grabbed both of Jessica's breasts in her hands and threw her across the ring. Jessica fell hard and was now laying on the floor and trying to breath normally. But without success as Charlotte jumped up and landed on her chest with her ass, bruising a rib, flattening her firm bosom and busting blood vessels inside.

Jessica, already lacking air, passed out soon after Charlotte had placed arguably the league's biggest pair of breasts on the fallen actress' face. The last words she heard were; "And now I'll go to fuck Justin Timberlake."

When Jessica awoke in the locker room, her body was hurting, her bosom was flattened and black and blue colored and she wanted revenge".

- Submission by tr0tz

Charlotte McKinney vs. Katy Perry

"The whole arena could sense a brutal culmination was coming; such a gritty, savage fight having hit a tipping point as the busty blonde finally took control with no intention of relinquishing. A dishevelled Perry embarrassingly sloshed out of her offset bikini top as Charlotte led her toward the far turnbuckle with a deathgrip on the shoulder strap of her fatigued bra; scuffling along begrudgingly before the blonde slung her head-first into the waiting ringpost.

Katy's forehead sickeningly smashed against the steel turnbuckle, a fleshy yet metalic clap erupting as the dazed Perry daintily pirhouette away from the corner. As Katy drunkenly wheeled back toward the waiting McKinney, her face was coated in a crimson mask, a nasty gash above her left eye leaking heavy drops of blood down her jawline onto her bare sternum.

Her eyes were already vacant as she clumsily fell into Charlotte's arms, tucking her head underneath her armpit and artfully spiking Katy's forehead into the canvas below with a callous, completely unnecessary DDT. Katy was utterly motionless at impact; the faint jiggle of her plump, upturned derrière quaking in unison with the springy ring floor as her limbs slid spread eagle. With a gentle shove, Charlotte sloshed an unconscious Katy to her back, her bare D-cups dwarfed by McKinney's own F's as the blonde planted a palm on Perry's quaking rack and secured the 3-count pin.

"Welcome to the CWF, bitch" Charlotte venomously barked, leaving Katy in a pool of her own blood".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Charlotte McKinney vs. Kat Dennings (Lumberjack & Jill Match)

"Until the last few lawless exchanges, the busty blonde and brunette could hardly be separated or distinguished from one another as they scratched and slugged their way to a saw-off draw through the first handful of minutes. The two buxom beauties stood opposite one another, each of their heaving bosoms recently freed as the scrapped remnants of their bikini tops littered the canvas at their feet. It was McKinney however, who appeared to be visibly damaged. The broken down blonde was leaking a crimson trail behind her as she tucked her tail between her legs and retreated from an invigorated Dennings; whimpering as she gingerly pawed at her forehead and dabbed blood from her golden locks.

A thunderous elbow from the voluptuous brunette had cut Charlotte's temple, and it seemed that the emotional distress that accompanied the sight of her own blood, no matter how little, had sent McKinney into a tailspin. Unfortunately for Charlotte, there was minimal floor space to run, and nowhere to hide. A scatter-brained McKinney managed to dart right into the extending reach of another pair of stacked Jills; Brooklyn Decker and Scarlett Johansson. With wry smiles at having finally nabbed one of the two competitors, the diabolical blondes slung Charlotte against the turnbuckle and quickly arrested her wrists behind her back.

Charlotte's overflowing breasts fleshily teardropped toward the mat, wildly sloshing as she squirmed for freedom with little success. The resilient blonde put on a brave face as Dennings lurked across the ring, proudly bowing her prize-winning chest as Kat took her mark. The blonde's bite immediately faded to a purr as Kat reared back and unleashed a cutting open-handed slap to Charlotte's bare bosom, pinching her eyes shut and hoarsely mewling as she slumped to a crouch. At their own volition, Kat's willing assistants straightened Charlotte right back up before each tugged a drawstring of McKinney's string bottoms. The sweat-soaked material briefly stuck and lingered between the blonde's thighs before fluttering to the mat, revealing the blonde's glistening, bronzed cunt. Charlotte reflexively pinched her thighs together while still reeling, wanting nothing more than to melt to the canvas but unable to do so thanks to her shackles. Only when Dennings seized control of the disheveled blonde by the scalp did Decker and Johansson release their restraints.

Charlotte meekly whimpered as Kat took hold of two sweat and blood-soaked clumps of hair before walking the blonde toward the center of the ring. McKinney's taller frame dejectedly slumped to chest height as she slogged behind, doing the brunette's work for her as Kat then tucked her head between her split thighs. The brunette seductively traced the delicate curve of Charlotte's hunched spine, cupping her upturned ass with both palms and giving her plump behind a squishy jiggle. As the blonde instinctively chicken-winged her arms to her sides, Kat alertly scooped the crooks of her elbows and forcefully hoisted Charlotte completely upright. Charlotte let out an aghast squeal as her 5'7 frame stiffened completely upside down, pausing only long enough to release a shrill yip before Dennings flattened her dangling F-cups with a horrifying Implant Buster.

The blonde trampolined off the springy canvas with a nauseating clap of flesh, her limbs floundering before sliding flat against the mat, twitching ever-so-slightly as a satisfied Kat hunched over her motionless frame. Charlotte's enormous tits spilled out the sides of her face-down frame, mushrooming against the blood-stained canvas before Kat finally rolled her over for the pin. Charlotte limply sloshed to her back, her bosom still quaking in convulsions as Kat gently cradled one of the blonde's stems and drew it up to her chest for the 3-count.

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The semi-conscious blonde spasmed back to life with the sudden quaking of the canvas as two blurry silhouettes slid underneath the ropes, gingerly cradling her bare, pulsing chest with both hands while her eyes remained glued shut. Charlotte let out a throaty bark as her skull was suddenly palmed like a basketball by one of the Lumberjacks; weightlessly lifting her frame upright before slinking his rippling arm like a boa around her throat. McKinney's already flushed cheeks turned bright red as her mouth breathlessly dropped agape, her aquamarine peepers bulging as she desperately sucked for oxygen.

Finally the second silhouette was unveiled to a gurgling McKinney as the bulletproof, indomitable Champion of the CWF, Kate Upton, stepped chest-to-chest with the buxom blonde. Charlotte's eyes stretched wider, hoarsely moaning as Kate scooped up one of her limber gams under the knee and arched McKinney's ankle over her shoulder into the splits. The blonde's long, smokey eyelashes fluttered as the bearish Lumberjack tightened his suffocating Standing Sleeperhold, helplessly wheezing as Kate mushroomed her own fleshy pair against Charlotte's dangling bosom.

Without warning Charlotte's frame stiffened, spasming as Kate ruthlessly thrust a thigh-splitting dildo between the blonde's spread lips. Charlotte raspily mewled as Kate began aggressively fucking the dazed blonde, her body awkwardly folded and pinned between Kate's and the Lumberjack's as she hung limply from the muscled noose. The blonde's pendulous tits sloshed back and forth as Kate worked into a rhythmic cadence, penetrating the fading McKinney deeper and deeper with each pump as Charlotte neared an explosive climax.

Suddenly out of nowhere, a dark-haired shadow dipped under the ropes and flashed across the ring, hooking Upton around the neck and hammering her face-first into the mat with a thunderous Running Bulldog. The chesty Champion's golden locks jounced through the air as her skull trampolined off the canvas, sliding spread eagle on her belly completely unconscious as the entire arena looked on in stunned silence. Only once the dust had settled could a panting Daddario be identified at Kate's hip, looking down at the convulsing blonde with a remorseless smirk painted across her face. Alex reached into her sports bra and pulled out a case of cherry red lipstick, giggling as she etched; "FORMER....Champion" across Upton's jiggling cheeks".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Charlotte McKinney vs. Nicki Minaj

"The stacked blonde giggled as she ducked past a visibly distressed and disheveled Minaj's last ditch effort to turn the tides; the elder aggressor finally having shut her yapper for once after arrogantly running her mouth the entire evening. The woman who started out with unflinching confidence was bordering on speechlessness, stunned at how McKinney had taken the fight to her despite their records. Rather than folding after her last humiliating loss, Charlotte's resolve was evident and unbreakable tonight. Torn strands of lycra littered the canvas as both fighters shuffled around the outskirts; McKinney moving with all the vigor of a 20-something as she booted Nicki's bunched thong underneath the bottom rope. Nicki absentmindedly attempted to blink away the cobwebs as Charlotte proudly puffed out her enormous F-cups, teardropping freely to the canvas as Nicki shielded her battered C's, still flustered from the near-knockout just seconds ago but managing to squirm out from beneath the blonde's deadly globes and escape her normally iron-clad breast smother.

Nicki's smooth, caramel skin glistened with a sheen of sweat as Charlotte continued to stalk her nude foe, eventually backing the vacant, raven-haired beauty into the corner and snatching her free flowing locks with both hands. Nicki's hunched frame sagged against the turnbuckle as Charlotte once again tugged and twisted the diminutive Minaj until she bent to the blonde's will, roughly thrusting her cranium back between her sweaty mounds. Muffled squeals erupted from Charlotte's bust as Nicki's head disappeared between the blonde's cleavage; heavy-heeled as Charlotte hugged her trapped foe and backed into the center of the ring.

Nicki kicked, stomped, and pushed against the blonde's belly with all her might before Charlotte suddenly lept into the air, detonating Nicki skull-first into the canvas with a devastating Sitout Facebuster. Nicki's frame trampolined fully erect on her knees, her bright bulbs fluttering into the back of her skull before she teetered and collapsed flat on her belly, her body sickeningly convulsing as she slumped to the quaking canvas, her tits mushrooming out from beneath her slender frame. Charlotte wryly smirked as she sat with legs spread, her once-mouthy opponent twitching before her. With an utterly contented grin, the blonde rolled the spasming Minaj to her backside and covered with a delicate breast smother, gently palming one of her golden orbs and massaging her stiffening nipple over Nicki's lips as the 3-count rang out".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Beyonce vs. Charlotte McKinney

"The co-main event is typically reserved for well-established, top-tier fighters; not for fighters that are new to the roster. Celebrities, no matter how well-known they are in Hollywood, can't walk into the CWF and take on a ranked fighter, but not everyone was Beyonce, and the multi-million dollar singer was not a typical celebrity. Beyonce rubbed elbows with a former President, she climbed the Hollywood ladder of success to the top and made a lot of friends with a lot of power. Beyonce didn't fight on the undercard and she certainly didn't fight in an opening bout. She possesses a marquee name and refused to settle for anything but the main event spot. Thankfully, despite Beyonce's managers relentless attempts for a main event spot, the owner of the CWF wouldn't budge, forcing Beyonce into a co-main event spot. The Main Event was reserved for the title fight between Megan Fox and Emma Watson and no celebrity, no matter how powerful they are, won't take that spot away from the Championship fight. Beyonce would have to prove her worth and earn a main event spot -- something the caramel-skinned beauty planned on doing tonight.

All eyes were on Beyonce tonight. The fans, the promoters and, especially, the fighters questioned how Queen B would fare against the number 5 ranked blonde bombshell, Charlotte McKinney. The CWF is comprised of only the best of the best fighters and Beyonce had never stepped foot in a CWF ring before. Sure, she had fought, and won titles, in several different organizations, but the CWF was a different beast. During the pre-fight press conference, Beyonce was asked by a reporter why she thought she deserved such a high-ranked fight and why she thought she could beat her opponent.

Queen B replied, "Because I'm the best. No one can handle me, especially not some big-titted bimbo like Charlotte McKinney. I don't see how she's even won so many fights. Her legs are the size of twigs! How do they hold up those saggy tits of hers? I'm surprised she doesn't topple over with all that weight on her chest. I'm going to puncture her breasts and plant this big ol' butt right on her face. Charlotte, you ain't ready for this jelly. Cause my body's too bootylicious!"

Everyone watching almost immediately recieved their answers for how Beyonce would fare. It was unquestionably apparent, right from the opening bell, that Beyonce was way, way, over her head. The blonde bombshell easily dismantled her elder opponent, dissecting her with a brutal spear. The Queen B folded in half and crumpled to the mat, the wind already knocked out of her. Charlotte, not wasting any time, leapt on top of her prey, landing harsh blows to the multi-millionaire's abdomen before driving her elbow into Bey's breasts. After obliterating her foe's rack, Charlotte, giggling out loud, grabs the neckline of Beyonce's provocative one-piece and begins shredding it apart with her bare hands. In the end, no matter how much Beyonce screamed and struggled to retain her dignity, Charlotte strips her down, leaving her completely naked.

After several minutes of Beyonce screaming and trying to shield herself, Charlotte decides to put an end to the newcomers misery. Beyonce's smooth, caramel skin, sheening with sweat, glistens under the spotlights as the nude singer sobs, clumsily staggering across the canvas. One arm is tightly wrapped around her bare breasts while the hand of the other arm is cupping her smooth pussy. Charlotte continued to stalk her humiliated, nude foe, eventually snatching Bey's head. With her arm wrapped around her foe's neck, Charlotte twists around and drops Beyonce, face-first into the canvas with a swinging neck breaker. Beyonce bounces off the mat and, due to the momentum of the neck breaker, rotates in mid-air before crashing back down on her spine.

Beyonce's limbs unravel, stretching out to the four corners of the ring. With a satisfied grin, Charlotte mounts her opponent's waist and sneers down at Beyonce's exhausted face, Well," Charlotte giggles, reaching behind her back and untying her bikini top, "it looks like YOU weren't ready for my jelly." With the knot untied, Charlotte's bikini yop falls down, allowing the massive breasts of the 27-year-old bombshell to spill out. Snaking her "twig" legs around Beyonce's, Charlotte stretches the newcomer's stems wide open, giving the cameramen, and the audience, an unhindered view of the multi-millionaire's vagina. With her opponent's legs secured, Charlotte is able to snatch Bey's wrists, pinning them above her head. "You may be have a bootylicious body," Charlotte whispers in Beyonce's ear, "but I have something you don't." Charlotte leans down, shaking her shoulders, causing her tits to forbodingly jiggle in front of her foe's face.

"No...noooo," Beyonce pleads, staring up at McKinney's deadly assets. Charlotte wouldn't allow Beyonce any mercy and, with a playful chuckle, grabs the back of her opponent's head and buries the Queen B's horeified features into the deep, dark, sweaty canyon between her voluptuous breasts. Muffled cries erupt from McKinney's cleavage as Beyonce's face disappears in the suffacating pillows of Charlotte's hot, sticky flesh. Beyonce wildly squirmed as Charlotte hugged the back of her skull. The muffled cries grew more frenetic until, suddenly, they stopped. The Queen B was completely slack, yet another victim to Charlotte's massive jugs. As the referee raises Charlotte's arm, McKinney places her heel on Beyonce's bare left breast, deflating the B cup orb, and gloats, "I guess my body is just too boobylicious!"

- Submission by jdo90

Charlotte McKinney vs. Demi Rose Mawby (Tits 'N' Ass Title Match)

"Demi Rose and Charlotte Mckinney had been going at it for awhile now as both women looked like the amazing competitors they are; Charlotte having taken a beating the past few minutes as Demi applies a viscous bearhug while the blonde screams out as the brunette's chest batters her own sizable chest. Demi clearly taking a lead now as she squeezes again until the blondes white bra snaps, breaking from the pressure as she looks down completely humiliated at the sight. “Not the only thing I'm going to break blondie, come here and see the better body” Demi smiles as she lets go and watches Charlotte’s face get engulfed by her own impressive chest.

Charlotte is squirming furiously as Demi is demeaning her now with the breast smother, trapped but not out yet, the blonde quickly grips the young girl's thighs yanking hard as the brunette falls onto her ass and Charlotte falls on her belly. Charlotte knows it's now or she is going to lose badly, she mounts Demi yanking her up as she slides her arms under the brunette’s arms pinning her arms upward as she is driven between the blonde's famous chest but now on the receiving end as she squirms and bucks.

“Submit you bitch! Never go tit to tit with a blonde busty model!” Charlotte barks as the brunette’s squirming soon stops before being dropped to her back. Charlotte is breathing heavily as she is officially the winner by KO but she isn’t done as she turns around and slides her ass on the brunette’s face grinding slowly as she poses..."

- Submission by Celebrity Strapon Queen