Christie Stevens

 

Age: 31

Height: 5'2

Weight: 110 lbs

Bust: 36D

Hometown: Salt Lake City, Utah

Record: 3 - 2

Wins: Christie Stevens (52%) defeats Stana Katic (48%)

Christie Stevens (49%) *UPSETS* Cali Logan (51%) via RNG

Christie Stevens (57%) defeats Leanna Decker (43%)

Losses: Emily Addison (60%) defeats Christie Stevens (40%)

Olivia Munn (54%) defeats Christie Stevens (46%)

Rivals: Cali Logan (1 - 0)

Christie Stevens (49%) *UPSETS* Cali Logan (51%) via RNG

Emily Addison (0 - 1)

Emily Addison (60%) defeats Christie Stevens (40%)

Alix Lynx (0 - 0)

Tag Record: 0 - 1

Wins: N/A

Losses: Logan/Feline (54%) defeats Lynx/Stevens (46%)

Christie Stevens vs. Stana Katic

"The already raucous crowd had been absolutely whipped into a frenzy as Stana continued to mount a storming comeback; slinging a disoriented Christie Stevens into the turnbuckle with authority before unloading a pair of crippling backhanded slaps to the blonde's naked chest. Stana's statuesque frame had been completely bared early by the tenacious porn star, her fragmented top and bottoms littering the outskirts of the ring, though she remained brazen and confident.

Christie's dangling D-cups teardropped toward the canvas as she sagged at the waist, sloshing back and forth as she clutched her sternum in shock, hoarsely wheezing. The blonde's cheek smeared against Katic's bare abdomen, mascara streaking across Stana's hip as she readied an axe-handle to Christie's hunched spine. An unrelenting, borderline-dirty Christie had other ideas however; ruthlessly whipping her forearm between Katic's legs before her axe-handle hammered home. The brunette froze in horror at the low blow, draping over the blonde's dipped shoulder before Christie cleverly swapped positions with the reeling Katic; slinging her spine-first into the turnbuckle where she'd been trapped just seconds before.

Stana inconsolably sunk against the steel post, wilting to Christie's height as she feebly cupped the neatly manicured landing strip shaven above her cunt. Having halted the snowballing brunette in her tracks, Christie aggresively began to take command of the fight; tucking Stana's drooping head underneath her armpit and readying her for a heavy suplex.

Struggling with exhaustion, Christie clumsily fumbled at Stana's hip, blindly searching for the waistband of her bottoms to help with leverage before realizing her opponent was completely naked. The blonde's devilish fingers continued to grab and slide through folds of flesh, eventually brushing over Stana's pelvis and nefariously thrusting inside her exposed slit. Katic's knees instantly buckled, her thighs quaking as she let out a mortified, breathless squeal; nearly genuflecting to a knee if it hadn't been for Christie holding her upright.

Christie ruthlessly hooked the wilting brunette with her middle and ring fingers, violently fingering and hoisting her toned frame completely upright by the pussy. Katic's snared lower half spasmed as Christie paused in a Delayed Vertical Suplex; her fully erect, golden frame glistening under the heat of the overhead lights before Christie pulled the trigger.

The springy canvas erupted as Stana's body sickeningly impaled the mat; sloshing lifelessly to her backside completely spread eagle in the dead center of the ring. The blonde's freed bosom mushroomed against Stana's pert, quivering B-cups as she alertly slid across Stana's frame with a crossbody pin. Christie's off-hand once again traced Stana's exposed mound; hooking one of the brunette's twitching stems and cradling it against her ribcage for good measure as the 3-count rang out".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Christie Stevens vs. Stana Katic

"Stana was in complete shock holding her jaw and stumbling in the middle of the ring. To think she had almost declined this match thinking that it was an instult. 'A tiny little porn star!? This league was for celebrities'. Stana had thought upon hearing who her opponent would be. But now here she was, head spinning, jaw hurting, ears ringing from the screaming crowd. The tiny little slut took every hit like a brick wall. Earlier in the match Stana hit Christie hard in the eye but Christie only screamed in fury and fought back in a frenzy. Stana defended herself easily enough at first with her size and skill but eventually one especially hard upper cut made it through and that was all it took to send her reeling. Stana drunkinly wandered over to the edge of the ring but just as she reached out for the rope she felt Christie grab her hair with both hands. Christie screamed and leapt over the top rope still holding Stana's hair. As Christie landed on her feet outside the ring Stana's neck was pulled down on the top rope and she made a horrible gagging sound. Christie released Stana's hair and she was sling shot back to the center of the ring landing on her back and holding her throat.

Christie jumped back into the ring and without bothering to check if Stana was injured ran and soccer kicked the older girl in the face, knocking her out cold. She only then bent down to check Stana's breathing. After a moment she was satisfied the rope had only gagged her and that didn't cause any serious damage. She then proceeded to remove Stana's shorts and then panties much to the crowds delight. She thought about taking them as a trophy but decided on something else instead. She shoved the undergarments in Stana's open mouth and took a picture with her cell phone. She uploaded it to twitter with the caption. "Easy first match. great start to my fighting career".

- Submission by fasteddy44641

Christie Stevens vs. Emily Addison

"Another matchup of fetish stars had lived up to the enormous hype, as even the pacesetter, Emily Addison, couldn't help but hunch with her hands on her knees in exhaustion. If a fight between two adult performers didn't end with both ladies stark nude, you'd be well within your right to protest for your money back. Thankfully, these two crowd-pleasers wasted no time discarding their material confines; the tattered remains of their skimpy outfits littering the ring at Addison's feet.

As downtrodden and dishevelled as the motionless brunette looked, Christie was in decidedly worse shape. The blonde desperately fidgeted in the corner as Emily caught her breath, strung up against the steel turnbuckle with each of her milky thighs draped awkwardly over the perpendicular intersecting middle rope. Dark smudges of mascara painted Stevens' flushed cheeks as she pleaded with a suddenly approaching Addison, wailing as Emily drew back her foot and delivered a ferocious Shattered Dreams punt between Christie's spread legs.

Christie let out a shrill squeal that was cut briefly by a piercing clap of flesh, hoarsely mewling as she melted to the canvas cupping her pulsing mound. Emily carnally clasped Christie's fleshy, upturned derrière, her fingers slipping between Stevens' thighs and tracing her smooth pussy lips against the writhing blonde's wishes. A stream of drool smeared across the canvas as Emily dragged the lifeless blonde away from the ropes, rolling her spasming frame to her belly and planting a single palm against the small of her back for a 3-count.

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Cali Logan vs. Christie Stevens (Hit The Beach Match)

"The brunette fetish star had been in an absolute freefall, losing three contests in a row in humiliating and brutal fashion. One would have expected her to get back on track against a fellow Strawweight, but one would be dead wrong. Her career trajectory would be mirrored again tonight as she had controlled the fight up until the last few unfettered moments, only to be stunned by the resilient blonde. Her twisted featured were marred by smeared mascara, sweat and caked sand, her pearly whites gritting together in paralyzed agony as she was hoisted off her scrunching tippy toes in a reverse bearhug, drool messily dripping from her once-gorgeous, upturned smile.

An experience wrestler herself, Christie wrung the mewling Logan's slender frame dry with two linked arms wrapped around her mushrooming C-cups, her freed tits flattening to her sternum as the blonde cinched and squeezed every ounce of air from Cali's smoldering lungs. Without so much as a breath of warning, the blonde Atomic Dropped the flailing, sputtering brunette.

Logan let out a hoarse squeal as her cunt was impaled by Christie's bronzed thigh, teetering on the balls of her feet before her stems turned to jelly, knees knocking together as she drunkenly stumbled across the makeshift ring and careened into the ropes to remain temporarily upright. Cali's digits trembled as she clutched her naked mound, cupping the manicured bush shaven above her pulsing slit as Christie lurked at her turned backside. Suddenly a third set of digits snaked between the brunette's slender thighs, Logan's delicate frame stiffening as the blonde roughly thrust her middle and ring finger between Cali's plump lips.

"HNNNGGGGGUUH" the brunette meekly mewled, whimpering as Christie worked her slit, pumping her fingers into Logan's moistening cunt.

Cali's sternum began to rapidly swell as Christie worked her into a pant, whimpering and moaning before the blonde slung her opposite arm over Cali's throat and tucked her cranium beneath her armpit, twisting the brunette's twitching frame before ruthlessly detonating Logan against the unforgiving sand below with an Inverted Finger-Fuck DDT. There was a sickening thud of flesh as the back of Logan's skull was drilled into the sand below, the brunette's spasming limbs sliding slack to each corner of the ring, creating a wake of sand. Cali's tits fleshily convulsed as they perked skyward, her pulsing mound dripping with the juices Christie had extracted before turning out her lights. Christie ravenously threw herself over the spasming Logan, planting a sloppy tongue kiss over her gaping mouth, sucking her lips dry as the 3-count was secured. Before slipping underneath the bottom ropes, Christie made sure to slide the comparatively modest fetish star's thighs as far apart as they would stretch, lustfully tracing the brunette's spasming slit with her palm, leaving Logan splayed and humiliated once again".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Cali Logan/Felicity Feline vs. Alix Lynx/Christie Stevens

"It's not hard to envision what the CWF brass had in mind when pairing four of the hottest fetish stars on the planet together for a fight, but this salacious show had possibly even exceeded their furthest desires. The newcomer, Felicity Feline, was lying completely naked, tits-up in the center of the ring. Her faint jolts and unconscious twitches still hadn't subsided from the fresh knockout Christie Stevens had delivered thanks to a brutally underhanded Reverse-DDT from behind on the unsuspecting rookie. Opposite the tatted brunette was an equally vacant and limp Alix Lynx, who Feline had choked out in a Tree of Woe just seconds before Stevens interfered. In all the sweat-soaked, hair-flying, frenzied chaos, still no one had managed to secure a winning pin. And after watching her partner get demolished with a cheap shot, Cali Logan had seen just about enough of where playing by the rules gets you. As the devilish blonde threw herself over the convulsing Felicity Feline and scooped up one of her long stems for the pin, Logan suddenly rushed into the ring and layed into Christie; her supernova attack finally culminating in a ruthless Sitout Facebuster that ended the blonde's evening for good. With Felicity Feline's greenhorn exuberance and Cali Logan's guile, this might be quite the formidable duo."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Leanna Decker vs. Christie Stevens (Tits 'N' Ass Title Match)

"A natural choice for the inaugural Tits 'N' Ass Title fight, these two ladies' assets were simply unrivaled in the Strawweight Division. Any match that featured one of these two was likely to end in a breast or ass smother regardless of the rules, but unfortunately for the redhead, Christie Stevens simply had too much experience in her line of work dishing out world-class tit smothers. Decker's eyes bulged as she clumsily army crawled toward the far ropes, drool sloshing from her bottom row of pearly white teeth as her mouth hung exhaustedly agape. Stevens was still lustfully stalking after nearly sealing the deal with a crippling ass smother, just relenting for a fraction of a second as the busty redhead managed to squirm free. Already topless, Decker's teardropping orbs heaved as she sucked wind, mewling and panting as she pathetically crawled across the canvas, a shriek finally erupting from deep in her burning lungs as her heel was snagged from behind. The blonde devilishly hooked her fingers around the waistband of Leanna's sagging thong, tugging with one hand on her bottoms as the other yanked her a few feet backwards by the ankle, pantsing the blubbering Decker. Leanna's bubbly ass jiggled as Christie took a heavy seat atop in, inching up her spine with agonizing bunny hops before ripping the pinned redhead into a devastating Camel Clutch. Leanna wailed her submission as her spine was awkwardly contorted into a paralyzing "C", her hanging tits pitching and convulsing with spasms as she gurgled for oxygen, rapping her palm against Christie's thigh for a submission that wasn't being recognized for some reason.

"Not so fast, kitty! Tit smothers only.... No submissions..." Christie softly cooed from behind, arching Leanna's frame even further until their eyes met. Leanna could only manage to let out a deep, throaty gurgle, accompanied by a spasm that seemed to indicate her spine was twisted to its limit, when finally her squeals were muffled by a stunning eclipse of flesh. Decker's world finally went dark as Christie hunched forward and lowered her pillowy bosom over the redhead's twisted features, mercifully ending her suffering by suffocating the twitching Decker with a match-ending breast smother combination."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Olivia Munn vs. Christie Stevens (Tits 'N' Ass Title Match)

"The presumptive favorite, and for good reason, Christie Stevens had come out intent on turning this bout into as filthy and lewd a contest as imaginable, hoping to demean the comparatively modest Munn into forfeiture. With the porn and fetish star already willingly stark nude, Olivia sheepishly clung to the last remaining scraps of clothing that hadn't been clawed away by the insistent blonde; a pair of black, thigh-high socks, and a cheeky, low-waisted string thong that might as well have been non-existent with how insatiably Munn's meaty ass cheeks and plump, pink labia devoured the material.

Olivia's bare, teardropping chest heaved with heavy pants as she paused to re-tie her loose locks into a fresh pony tail, her raven tresses clumped and matted with sweat from countless Breast Smother attempts by the domineering blonde, seemingly toying with the skittish actress by allowing multiple escapes. Each time Munn had been allowed to wiggle to freedom and escape her sure demise, Stevens had antagonized the gasping actress with increasingly vulgar and gropey taunts; slapping her tits, invasive frontal wedgies, slipping her hand beneath the waistband of Munn's bottoms, crude tribbing, and countless other molestations meant to further break the actress down mentally.

Huffing a few messy strands of hair from her eyes, Olivia finally postured up to the preening blonde, lifting her hands for an arduous Test of Strength. Happy to oblige given the extent to which she'd dominated Munn thus far, Christie volunteered to lock horns with the similarly-statured brunette; only once clasped, Olivia seemed to truly come alive for the first time all night.

Both women grit their teeth as Olivia slowly backed the squealing blonde into the corner, Christie's frame buckling as the small of her back finally found the steel post behind it, splitting her shoulder blades. With nowhere to run, Olivia sprung forward and slung an eviscerating knee into Steven's fleshy belly, doubling her curvy frame over at the waist before she melted to her knees at Munn's heel. With a stern grunt, Olivia turned her back on the faltering porn star and pressed her rotund backside right into Christie's face. The blonde's bulbs stretched wide before they were enveloped by Olivia's fleshy ass, muffled squeals and frenzied screams erupting from between her plump cheeks as she pinned the squirming Stevens to the turnbuckle. Christie helplessly scratched and clawed at Munn's powerful, rippling thighs for a few graceless moments before she slumped forward deeper into the actress' curvy gap, her arms falling lifelessly to her sides as Olivia kept her convulsing frame stapled to the post long past her expiration before allowing her to fall flat on her face."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins