Emma Watson
Age: 27
Height: 5'5
Weight: 115 lbs
Bust: 32B
Hometown: Paris, France
Record: 10 - 3
Wins: Emma Watson (53%) defeats Alison Brie (47%)
Emma Watson (53%) defeats Victoria Justice (47%)
Emma Watson (51%) defeats Avril Lavigne (49%)
Emma Watson (54%) defeats Michelle Trachtenberg (46%)
Emma Watson (57%) defeats Miley Cyrus (43%)
Emma Watson (53%) defeats Alison Brie (47%)
Emma Watson (51%) defeats Megan Fox (49%)
Emma Watson (55%) defeats Kristen Stewart (45%)
Emma Watson (58%) defeats Jordana Brewster (42%)
Emma Watson (62%) defeats Alison Brie (38%)
Losses: Brooklyn Decker (71%) defeats Emma Watson (29%)
Sarah Chalke (57%) defeats Emma Watson (43%)
Megan Fox (51%) defeats Emma Watson (49%)
Injuries: Brooklyn Decker (71%) defeats Emma Watson (29%) - Sprained Wrist - 4 Weeks
Rivals: Kristen Stewart (1 - 0)
Emma Watson (55%) defeats Kristen Stewart (45%)
Taylor Swift (0 - 0)
Victoria Justice (1 - 0)
Emma Watson (53%) defeats Victoria Justice (47%)
Tag Record: 1 - 1
Wins: Watson/Stewart (66%) defeats Swift/Justice (34%)
Losses: Winter/Lind (69%) defeats Watson/Stewart (31%)
Alison Brie vs. Emma Watson
"The two pocket-sized sluggers stood dead center of the ring trading stomach-churning strikes; a piercing uppercut to the brunette's taut belly, a fleshy knee to the redhead's rib cage, a bone-rattling elbow to Alie's hanging jaw. Emma stalked after the reeling brunette, tugging her close by the waistband of Brie's offset bottoms as the slack-jawed Alison drunkenly retreated clutching her chin. The preceeding action could be separated by the width of a postcard as two of America's Sweethearts jostled for position in the proverbial rankings.
Emma stood on the edge of a razorblade as far as momentum was concerned in this topsy-turvy match, wrangling the hunched brunette by a handful of her scraggly pony tail and tucking her rosy cheeks between her thighs. Emma finally cracked a wry smile through exhausted panting for oxygen, giving her bubbly derrière a playful shake as the hapless brunette's skull remained trapped between her toned thighs.
Despite being in prime powerbomb position, the redhead couldn't even muster that much; instead simply pulling the floor out from the resigned Brie. Alison's cranium rattled face-first off the canvas as Emma's lower half went limp and she dropped to her knees, the brunette's limbs exploding outward and splaying out to all four corners of the ring. Emma laboriously rolled the brunette to her backside to reveal Brie out cold, eyes rolled into the back of her skull as Emma went for the pin; affectionately concealing a minor wardrobe malfunction with a full-body cover for the 3-count."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Emma Watson vs. Victoria Justice
"Emma approached the ring confidently,sporting a black bra and panties,she wanted to follow up her CWF2 victory over Alison Brie and didn't think the brunette she was eyeing clad in a pink bra and panties would take long to demolish,the early moments of the match backed up the English vixen's confidence she nailed a dropkick to a kneeling Vics skull stunning her younger opponent,Emma became cocky though and instead of pining her downed foe she decided to play to the gallery and taunted a prone Victoria"Vicky you aren't cut out for this wrestling lark Kendall Jenner bested you KENDALL FUCKIN JENNER"giggled an unaware Emma facing the crowd"how shall i crush this bitch huh! tit smother do you think"some of Emma's friends vainly tried to alert her that Victoria was stirring,but the brash English actress was still running her mouth when suddenly her crotch exploded and she went flying into the ropes,Victoria didn't waste time trash talking she quickly grabbed Emma's fair curls and attempted a rope choke,Emma's elbows lashed out wildly and luckily for her caught Victoria smack in the face ruining her pretty red lips,Victoria reeled dazed again but this time Emma wasn't about to let a second chance slip,and using her dance experience she leapt right onto Victoria's face and pining her opponents arms soon applied a crotch smother.
An already light-headed Vicky was powerless to respond,and her dark brown eyes were soon closing as Emma gloated"go to sleep Vics"as she ruffled Vicky's brunette mane,just seconds later Vicky was senseless and Emma swiftly rolled her onto her stomach and easily disrobed her,then a relieved Emma paraded the inert Victoria round the ring thankful it wasn't her being humiliated,finally Emma obtained a permanent marker from her fans and placing Victoria face down in the centre of the ring inked on Victoria's bum cheeks JUSTICE DENIED and leaving her tortured nude victim on public display Emma danced out of the ring signalling 2-0 with her fingers before jubilantly high-fiving her loyal entourage."
- Submission by tiger76
Emma Watson vs. Brooklyn Decker
"'Time to teach you some class and style', Emma exclaimed before the start of the match. It was the last thing she said. The match wasn't beautiful as Emma Watson had no chance to show her wrestling skills. Instead, Brooklyn Decker decimated her at will. Throwing her into the ropes and knocking her down, again and again. When Watson was thrown out of the ring, landing hard on the floor outside, the fight was practically over as Emma's back and head were hurting badly now. Brooklyn threw the English star over the barriers and into the crowd and mocked her: "Not so classy anymore, are you?"
Decker followed her to deliver kicks and stomps amid the vivid fans, who deeply enjoyed to be so close to the stars.
One eye swollen and with a bleeding lip, Emma was dragged back into the ring and then stripped fully nude to the flashlights of thousands of fans.
The pin count was just a formality to end this lopsided encounter. But it wasn't the end. The barely conscious beautiful Brit started to stir and then beg when Brookly started to finger her pussy while kissing Emma's bruised face. Expertly fondling and stroking her until she orgasmed in the middle of the ring, signaling the end of one very humiliating defeat".
- Submission by tr0tz
Sarah Chalke vs. Emma Watson (Hit The Beach Match)
"There was an unmistakeable buzz of electricity in the air, one that typically didn't accompany an undercard fight such as this. On the heels of being butchered by blonde bombshell Brooklyn Decker, the heavy betting favorite Emma Watson was being put through the ringer by a relentless cougar nearly fifteen years her elder. Emma looked as baffled as anyone, doe-eyed and helplessly breathless as she continued to fearfully retreat from the blonde's assertive advances.
The tides began to turn just moments earlier when a seemingly accidental sleight of hand mishap left Emma guiltily holding Sarah's tattered bikini top; the bare-chested blonde venomously and vindictively pressing for revenge with reckless abandon. Emma had no answer whatsoever, clumsily trudging through the viscous sand and negligently backing herself into the ropes near the far turnbuckle. With a furious yelp, Sarah charged Watson, scooping up the frozen deer-in-headlights and flipping her on her head.
Sarah draped her Brit ragdoll over the corner turnbuckle in a binding Tree of Woe, agonizingly twisting her legs up in the pliable ropes to ensure escape was out of the question. A suddenly frenzied Watson attempted to free herself as Sarah carefully climbed the ropes, balancing on her haunches perched atop the turnbuckle just above Emma. The redhead's flexibility and athleticism was on full display as she craned upwards in a full-body crunch, her toned abdomen straining as she attempted to undo the shackles around her calves, her back parallel with the sandy ground below.
Sarah suddenly launched herself off the top of the turnbuckle, dropkicking an impossibly vulnerable Emma square in the jaw. Emma's lithe body went immediately limp as the back of her skull rattled off the ground, her arms lifelessly hanging sprawled in the sand above her head. A snobby Chalke leaned down and scooped a convulsing Emma up by the crook of her armpit, undoing the drawstring of her bikini top and slinging the sweat-soaked material into the crowd. The blonde sure knew how to please, leaving the unconscious Watson strung up in a humiliating Tree of Woe; her pert, perky pair defying gravity as she lifelessly spasmed, dangling upside down from the corner turnbuckle".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
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
Emma Watson vs. Michelle Trachtenberg
"The stunning pair of Watson and Trachtenberg were neck-and-neck with one another, not only in the overall CWF standings, but in this evening's highly-contested bout. The margin between their size, body type, and beauty was razor thin, but tonight someone would finally distinguish themself. Both were hungry for a statement win against a primo competitor that held down a spot in the top half of the rankings, and both were afforded that opportunity with this incredibly appetizing match-up.
The fiesty Brit had seized a surprising leg-up on the American however, reversing a lackadaisical powerbomb attempt and spiking the frazzled brunette's forehead square into the springy canvas with an athletic DDT. Michelle's body slung away from the point of impact with all the rigidity of a wet noodle, her limbs doing nothing to brace herself as she flopped to her backside and slumped spread eagle. A highly alert Watson immediately went for a roll-up pin, folding Mish over at the waist and balancing all one-hundred fifteen pounds atop the brunette's bubbly backside. Moreso out of instinct than situational awareness, Michelle quickly bucked out of the pin attempt, knocking Emma free and lulling dazedly to her side.
Emma wouldn't relent however, immediately tugging on Michelle's shoulder to flatten her to her backside before mounting the reeling brunette's flexing tummy. Michelle sat up in protest of Emma's mount, only to walk herself right into a suffocating guillotine. Emma took what was handed to her, snaking her forearm around the back of Michelle's slender neck and yanking her skull beneath her armpit. Michelle's frenzied squirming was short-lived as Watson expertly cinched her noose tighter, gurgling helplessly for a handful of anxious seconds before meekly pattering her submission on Emma's upper thigh".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Emma Watson vs. Michelle Trachtenberg
"The crowd was going wild as Michelle put her hands on her knees, gave her light blue bikini a wedigie, and with a smile on her face, bent down and procceded to booty bop Emma's head against the turnbuckle. The battle between the millienial starlets had been even initially, going long back and forths and each woman tried to break the other down. Both girls were at the edge of their endurance, sweat clinging to their bikini clad bodies and the crowd knew the match would soon be over.
However, thanks to a dirty poke in the eye and few follow ups, Michelle had finally gained the advantage and she was using it to humiliate the British Lass with a close up look of her finest asset. Emma seemed helpless as Michelle derriere smacked into her face again and again. Finally after several seconds, Michelle relented and walked to the center of the ring, leaving Emma face red and covered in sweat. Shaking her hips sensually, Michelle raised her hand and said to the crowd. "Looks like she enjoyed that didn't she folks? But then, who wouldn't right?"
The crowd agreed enthusiastically and unfortunately, in her exhausted state, it got to Michelle's head as she continued to bask in the crowd adulation, giving Emma time to recover and get to her feet and creep behind Michelle.The crowd could see it coming, and tried to warn Michelle who quickly turned around only to be meet with a kick to the stomach from Emma. Michelle bent over in pain, but Emma wasn't done as she grabbed Michelle's head underneath her arm. Panting with effort, Emma raised her hand in the air and using a burst of strength, jumped in the air toward Michelle, lifting Michelle's head up in process in a standing position before bring in down to the floor in a spectacular Implant DDT.
Michelle flopped hard off the floor in the middle of the ring, and looking at the ceiling as her eyes fluttered closed. Emma laid next to her, breathing heavily as she observed the state Michelle was in, and soon it turned into a smile. Getting up, Emma slowly walked up to Michelle, saying mockingly. "Why yes Michelle, I enjoyed your disgusting ass in my face. In fact, I feel you should enjoy the same thing!"
At which with a mischievous smile, Emma stood over Michelle's head, facing her body and gave her own black bikini a wedgie and kneeled over and proceed to booty bop Michelle with her own bubbly derriere, shacking Michelle's face side to side as Emma grinded her hips back and forth. Yet it was not the end for Michelle as Emma completed the bop with a full on reverse facesit, covering Michelle's face with bubbly butt!
Michelle struggled with a muffled moan and attempted to push Emma off in response. But it was to no avail as Emma wiggled her hips while she counted with the crowd, 1...2....3!!! The crowd went wild as the bell rang and Emma raised her hands in triumph. Yet she was not ready to let Michelle off easy after being humiliated so and she keep sitting on Michelle's face despite her muffled pleas. Raising her hand, a fan finally tossed her a permanent market at which Emma opened and grabbed Michelle's legs, lifting up her butt cheeks and writing on them "Property of Watson" before letting the legs fall and continued to enjoy the evening on her new throne!"
- Submission by AKMaster
Emma Watson vs. Michelle Trachtenberg
"Emma and Michelle had been going at each other for several minutes now. Both of them got in a few nasty kicks and both their faces are bruised from the deadly punches they received from the other. Michelle had been on the receiving end of Emma’s assaults for the last two minutes and the taller brunette is limping around in the ring. Emma buried her fist into the inside of Michelle’s right thigh, once she was down on one knee after receiving Michelle’s foot in her neck.
Emma can see that Michelle is hurt badly and that is almost unable to defend herself. Watson confidently moves in closer and Trachtenberg is trying to keep her distance from Watson, but she can’t keep up with Emma due to her limping leg. The shorter brunette closes the gap and sends a hook straight into Michelle’s stomach. The American lets out a loud cry and her body bends forward. Emma quickly follows up her gut shot by a devastation uppercut and Michelle’s head snaps backwards. The American is flying through the air for several seconds before landing on her back.
Emma immediately straddles Michelle’s chest and uses her legs to pin Trachtenberg’s arms to the side of her body rendering her completely defenseless. The French woman smiles down at her victim, who is still moving below her. The uppercut didn’t finish Michelle, but she has no clue what is currently happening. Blood is running out of Michelle’s nose and out of the corners of her mouth. It seems that Emma broke her nose with that uppercut. Fortunately or unfortunately for Michelle she almost blacked out from the uppercut.
“What are you going to do now slut!” Emma taunts her almost unconscious rival.
Emma brushes Michelle’s sweaty hair and wipes it away from in front of her eyes. “Aww… got no snarky comeback this time?”
Emma gives Michelle’s face a few slaps with the palm of her hands to get the taller brunette’s mind back in the fight. Emma wickedly smiles when she sees Michelle’s eyes widen. “Welcome back whore.”
Trachtenberg begins to squirm under Watson, but the French woman made sure she won’t be able to escape from this situation. Emma simply laughs at her attempts and starts to stroke her bloody face.
“Get off me bitch!” Michelle cries out in panic.
Emma smirks down at her prey and shushes her with a hard slap to Michelle’s face. The taller brunette begins to sob and Watson starts to bitch slap her over and over again. Trachtenberg keeps sobbing and tears start to stream down her cheeks.
“Pathetic whore!” Watson yells out and gives Michelle a hard slap with the back of her right hand.
“Please I give! I give up!” Michelle sobs, but Watson isn’t going to let Trachtenberg out of this that easily.
“You aren’t allowed to give up!” Emma bitch slaps Trachtenberg hard.
Emma can see how broken Michelle has become and she is loving it. She threatens to knock out Michelle a few times by waving her right fist in the air, but every time she brings her fist down, she stops right in front of Michelle’s face. Trachtenberg flinches every single time and her face is filled by fear. Every time she flinches, Emma begins to loudly laugh and slaps her face afterwards. The smaller brunette is torturing Michelle in a very cruel way. After a few minutes however Emma gets tired of Michelle’s whining and with a brutal right fist, she knocks out the trapped American. Blood splashes all around Emma’s fist and Michelle’s face. Trachtenberg’s eyes instantly close and her body goes limp.
Emma slowly rises to her feet and blood is dripping down from her right fist onto Michelle’s unconscious body. Emma raises her arms and the crowd begins to cheer and chant her name. She kicks Michelle’s limb body a few times and places her foot between Michelle’s breasts. She poses for a minute, so that everyone can get a nice picture of her victory".
- Submission by Vitezislav
Emma Watson vs. Megan Fox (Hit The Beach Match)
""Do you quit?" Megan asked with a husky chuckle as she clamped her fingernails down on Watson's exposed nipples and tugged them up. Emma shrieked out, digging her bare feet into the coarse sand, while her breasts were jerked skyward. She tried once again to bridge her lower body up and unseat her aggressor, but once again her attempts were ineffective. Fox was straddled high on her chest and was able to balance herself. She wasn't going anywhere.
Megan Fox, as per usual, had taken her sweet time humiliating her opponent -- stripping off Emma's bikini bottom and top before stripping herself nude -- as well as making sure to attack Watson's delicate nether regions. Emma's pale breasts were riddled with red claw scratches and welts, and now her light pink nipples felt like they were being ripped by a bungee cord. With a horrific scream Watson voiced her submission, admitting defeat.
Fox released her foe's nipples, allowing her breasts to slump back to her chest. "That's a good girl," Megan smiled, "now, you're going to do one itsy bitsy thing for me before I let you go."
Watson, with tears bubbling in her eyes, croaked, "What?"
"I need you to stick that little tongue of yours out and service me." Megan beamed, thrusting her pelvis against Emma's chin.
"No," Watson gasps, "you can't expect me to.. AIEEEE,"
Megan reached back, clamped her fingers back on Watson's nipples and began twisting. "This isn't a question. You're gonna do it or I swear I'll rip these cute little nips off and feed them to the seagulls.
Emma frantically nodded, "Okay, okay, okay. Just let goooo,"
Megan released Emma's nipples and slid her hips forward. Watson stared up at Fox's gaping mound, slowly stuck her tongue out and began reluctantly lapping at her conqueror's womanhood. Megan beamed and, grabbing a handful of Watson's hair, humped against the Brit's tongue, not stopping until she came".
- Submission by jdo90
Emma Watson vs. Miley Cyrus (First To Cum)
"A majority of the bets had been placed on a Cyrus victory inside the CWF arena, the wild and unpredictable star seeming like a safer choice then the much more modest and reserved Brit, at least when it came to a First to Cum match. The thinking around the betting pool had been that the boisterous and unruly singing starlet would dominate the calmer Brit where it mattered, in making her cum. Surely, Miley would have more experience and skill in a sexual battle then the much more mild mannered Watson, Cyrus’ partying days well known, including her openness to do just about anything in contrast to the little known about the more private Watson…
Boy were they surprised.
The British star had run circles around her chaotic foe, Miley’s wild opening flurry being deflected and avoided as Emma let her opponent tire herself out. Even Cyrus’ attempts to get intimate were outdone, Miley’s nimble and curious fingers either swatted away or having no effect. Miley had tried to rub Watson’s nipples, slipping her hand under Watson’s sports bra as Emma had her in a headlock, her masterful movements drawing nothing but a frustrated sigh from the British star, who’s real and actual enjoyment was hidden under a stone-faced facade.
Cyrus had been so confident, she entered the match in the nude, a stark contrast to the sports bra and tight shorts worn by her opponent.
Emma’s facade was starting to break as she threw Cyrus to the floor in frustration, her own fingers moving to work on Cyrus as she rolled the singer onto her stomach, unwilling to let the star get up to any dirty tricks as the Brit’s fingers slithered inbetween Cyrus’ thighs. Watson’s fingers made contact with Cyrus’ surprisingly moist genitalia, Miley unable to stop the Brits searching fingers from finding gold as the Brit went to work, her digits working magic on the popstar, drawing a huge gasp from the shocked singer as she felt Watson’s fingers work gently and steadily like a seasoned pro. Cyrus tried to wriggle out but Watson stopped her, reaching her hand back to grab an easy hold on Cyrus’ ponytail, stopping her with a violent tug that drew another gasp of ecstacy from the eccentric singer’s lips.
“Of course you're a pain slut” Emma groaned, annoyed and ashamedly turned on as her nipples hardened, Cyrus’ moans turning the Brit on as she worked her foe over. Emma swapped from one to two fingers, then to three as Miley’s muscles relaxed, giving Watson easy access to her soaking mound as Cyrus’ body began to shake. Tug, thrust, tug, thrust, Emma worked Miley’s hair and bush in unison, slowly upping the tempo until Miley broke, letting out a scream of happiness as her whole body shook in euphoria, her body letting go as she came all over Watson’s hand.
“Easy. Just like you are” Watson muttered as she stood up, wiping her hand on Cyrus’s back as she walked out of the ring slowly, standing a second to hear Miley croak.
“You know you liked it Em! Call me anytime!” Miley winked, laying her face back down onto the mat, defeated but happy".
- Submission by Mr. Drake
Emma Watson vs. Alison Brie (Skin-to-Win Match - #1 Contender Match)
"The match for the Strawweight Division contendor had been one of the most anticipated matches of the night and the crowd was not disappointed. The match had for the first 10 minutes had been a spectacular back and forth, with each women's desire to become the contender ever clear. Especially with the guest appereance of the Champion herself, Megan Fox! Who's appreance came to a surprise to both contestents, especially Emma, who had been humiliated by her in the first Strawweight Contender match.
Alison for her part was even more determined to avenge her first defeat against Emma and soon this combined with Emma's distraction with Megan, began to turn the tide in her favor, gaining advantage over Emma, with Alison succeeding in stripping Emma of her black leotard first! Emma, who had been recovering from a bulldog, gave a small cry of shock and briefly attempted to cover herself, as the whole arena oohed and awed, with Megan's laughter being clear as day. Alison, still in her red leotard, was cheering with the crowd, as she parade Emma's clothing around before throwing it to the crowd, before turning to the still recovering Emma, with victory on her mind, saying as she walked up to grab Emma's hair.
"Looks like you got lucky last time! Such a girl like you was never were really enough of a woman to ever hold that title anyway!"
But then the low blow came! The cheers of the crowd suddenly turned to gasps as Emma punched Alison's womandhood. As Alison's smile turned to shock and pain, as she fell to her knees, the crowd was shocked to see thier prime face resort to such a dirty move. But it was clear the next 6 mintues that this was not the case, as Emma dominated Alison with an almost vindictive attitude, clear that nothing was going to stand in her way. It all accumulated in Emma in a cruel stacked Camel Clutch of the now nude Alison, showing off Emma's meaner side. Alison cried out in pain, and waved her hands futily as Emma's squeezed and pinched at her breasts, with such viciousness that one could say she may have been jealous..
Eventually however, Emma tired of this, and let Alison go, who flopped to the ring floor, moaning in pain. Emma could have well just end it then and there, but it seemed she wasnt satisfied with that, as she then hoisted the mewling Alison up to her feet and towards a ring corner. Bashing her head against the turnbuckle for good measure, Emma then forced Alison to climb up the turnbuckle before Emma threw her on her back and locked her in a vicious and stunnning Torture Rack! The crowd went wild as Emma paraded Alison around the room, as Alison squirmed futily.
"Noo..... uhhh... please, let me go...." cried Alison. At which Emma laughed and pulled Alison even harder saying.
"Oh really? Thought I was a little girl Alison!" Emma pulled even harder and paraded Alison for a few more seconds, ending with a final stare at the now quiet Megan, before letting Alison fall off her back with a hard slam! The fight was completly out of Alison, and Emma put her in a lazy pin as the referee counted "1...2....3!!!" The crowd went wild as Emma stood up and ate all the cheers as place her foot Alison's face and stared at her saying.
"And let that be a lesson to you washed up TV hag!! That that title is mine! And if you ever try to get in my way again, you better kiss your bum goodbye!" At which Emma kissed her hand and gave Alison's a contemptous spank before raising her hands in a victory pose! The crowd went wild again, and Emma ate the crowd's adoration, with the only silence coming from Megan".
- Submission by AKMaster
Megan Fox vs. Emma Watson (Title Match)
"After a titanic struggle in their first bout in which Megan Fox had narrowly come out victorious, poor Emma Watson was put through one of the most humiliating, invasive displays the CWF had ever seen. Keeping her mouth shut and her eyes on the prize, Watson had vowed revenge on the raven-haired Foxy; determined to make her play with blood for every ounce of flesh Megan took from Emma on the beach that day. A budding rivalry reach maturation in the blink of an eye, but could the sweetest face on the planet really beat a devilish heel like Megan Fox?
For longer than Watson was likely comfortable with, Megan Fox came out with her hair on fire, determined to beat the fight out of Watson and once again leave her naked, spread eagle and on her back with a brutal loss. Mirroring their inverse personalities and opposing styles and looks, it was only fitting that the two exhausting beauties stood opposite each other missing different pieces of their outfits as the match came to a head. Megan confidently stood bottomless in one corner with her hands resting on her naked hips, her sleek, waxed cunt exposed thanks to a surprisingly devious crotch claw that Watson refused to relinquish early on. Opposite her, the Paris, France native stood delicately cradling her naked bosom, clearly bothered by the thought of her pert B-cups being put on display once again, her teardropping pair only shielded by a sheepish armbra.
Chasing down Emma once again, Megan Fox backed her delectable prey into the nearest corner, stalking a retreating Watson until her slender spine brushed against the ropes. With nowhere to run, Megan leashed her whimpering little plaything; taking hold of Emma's tightly braided pony tail and dragging her up atop the corner turnbuckle to a seated position.
"Did you miss my kitty, Emmy? That why you had to ruin my panties? You could have just asked..." Megan coarsely cooed in Emma's ear, licking her lips as she grinned ear-to-ear, grinding her bare sex against Watson's thigh.
Surprisingly compliant, Emma held her tongue as she climbed the turnbuckle at Megan's command, until her whimpering bottom lip turned into a wry smile. A sudden explosion of energy and Emma came back to life, ripping a gutting uppercut into Fox's navel. A mist of sweat and drool burst into the air as Megan's tummy was pierced, hunching over at the waist as her weight fell on Emma's shoulder. Suddenly the aggressor, Emma snaked her right hand up Megan's sternum and clamped it around her throat. The frozen actress gurgled as Emma straightened her up eye-to-eye, the veins in her throat crackling and bulging as her breathing was cut off. Then, her eyes went wide as Watson finally rose (or stooped) to the level required to win in this catty rivalry.
With Megan helplessly squirming and gurgling for oxygen, Emma trailed her other hand over Foxy's plump slit, then dove into her sex with her middle three digits. Megan's abdomen flexed intensely, her thighs quaking as they melted around Emma's fingers, then with a hoarse yelp Megan's toes were hoisted off the ropes. An abrubt squeal erupted as Megan showed her pearly white teeth, a stream of drool dribbling down her lip as she was lifted in a One-Handed Chokeslam; Emma's trailing hand hooking Megan's moist slit for added leverage as she deposited the croaking Fox square on her spine from the top of the turnbuckle. Megan's frame sickeningly buckled before twisting to a lifeless stop, violently twitching with convulsions to the point one of her tits spilled out the side of her bikini top. With a look of indignation more than joy, Watson rose off the unconscious Foxy and snatched the belt that she had so completely earned, planting a sole on Megan's rosy cheek as she drank in the victorious cheers".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Megan Fox vs. Emma Watson (Title Match)
"The Main Event, and the rivalry between the two competitors, lived up to the hype. Both women were in an all out war with each other, neither of them slowing down until the very end. Emma and Megan arrived to the ring wearing very similar attire: a plain black two-piece bikini that showed off a fair amount of mouth-watering skin. Megan, following tradition, opted for a thong bikini bottom while Emma chose a more modest, full-bottomed one. The similarities of the two fighters didn't stop at their attire either, both women fought with an equally aggressive tenacity, tearing into each other with reckless abandon. It was apparent from the first exchange that this was going to be an epic showdown.
By the end of the fight, both women were doused with sweat, their skin sparkling under the hot spotlights. Emma's and Megan's soggy bikini tops have long since been discarded in an untidy pile in the corner of the ring. Emma had slung Megan chest-first into the corner and, before Fox could recover, grabbed a handful of black hair and slammed the tan beauty's face in the top turnbuckle pad. The referee immediately admonished Emma, warning her about the no hair pulling rule. Watson didn't want to get disqualified, nor did she want to stoop to underhanded tactics, like Fox did, to secure a win. So, with a slight huff, Emma backed away from Megan, raising her hands up and apologizing.
Fox remained slumped face-first in the corner. It appeared that the champion possibly suffered an injury to her breasts. Her hands fumbled in front of her and she began muttering out curses. The referee ordered Emma to back up as he checked on Fox. But, as he got closer, Megan screamed, "Back off!! Give me some privacy!"
Given the fact she was topless, the referee obliged and warned Fox that if she couldn't continue, she would have to forfeit. "I...I can continue... just... just give me a minute." Megan grumbled, her voice straining with exertion. Watson, in an effort to put the obviously injured champion out of her misery, approached her cornered foe. Just as Emma's hand landed on Megan's shoulder, Fox twists around and snatches a handful of Emma's hair. With a wicked laugh, the conniving champion yanks Watson's startled face toward the top turnbuckle pad, or, at least, where the pad used to be.
As Watson's head is forced forward, she can clearly see the exposed steel that is normally hidden and protected by the turnbuckle pad. Fox wasn't injured after all, she way merely playing possum, using the opportunity to untie the protective padding of the top buckle. Emma knows that if she doesn't do something fast, she will be instantly knocked out. With the image of the exposed steel zooming closer and closer, Watson quickly devised an escape plan. Grabbing onto the adjacent top ropes, Watson braces her right foot on the middle turnbuckle pad and kicks off, using the momentum to bounce back into Megan, sending both topless beauties to the canvas.
It took almost a full minute of struggling before one woman eventually rose to her feet. That woman, fueled by the crowd chanting her name, was Emma Watson. She staggered up and began stalking her prey. Megan tries to pull herself toward the ropes but, before she can rise, gets scooped up by the armpits and pulled upright by Emma. Unable to stand up straight, Fox is bent over at the waist, her tan, thong-clad ass pointing at the rowdy fans. Watson wasn't helping her adversary up, but rather positioning her for the finish. Wrapping her pale arm around Megan's head in a front face lock, Emma points to the sky and leaps up, causing Fox to stand erect. With her right arm cinched around Fox's skull, Emma places her left palm on Megan's shoulder, flinging her own lower body back until she was perfectly horizontal, her pale back facing the spotlights, held up under the wilting frame of Megan. With an aggressive roar, Emma swings her legs forward, her body acting as a pendulum, and lands on her back, spiking the crown of Fox's skull on the canvas.
Megan flips onto her back, momentarily sitting up, her vacation eyes crossing, before collapsing flat on her back, her lean limbs melting into the mat. The spectacular implant DDT has rendered the champ unconscious, but Emma doesn't want the match to end with just a KO. Megan decided to make things personal in their last match and now it was Emma's turn to have some fun. Watson, with a wide grin, hikes her bottoms up in a wedgie and, facing the Champ's twitching legs, kneels over Fox's face. "Pucker up, Megan," Emma chirps, lowering her derrière until she feels Megan's nose slide up her crack. Once Fox's face is covered by Emma's backside the referee performs the 3-count, awarding Emma with the victory.
Emma rises from her foe and smirks down at the disheveled loser's body, "Oh dear, you still have on your knickers. We can't have that, can we?" Watson slides Fox's thong off while taunting her, "You thought you were sooo sly. You thought you'd be able to cheat your way to victory. Well, I've news for you, cheaters never prosper and revenge, well... it sure is sweet!" Emma slingshots the discarded thong into the crowd and is awarded the belt by the referee. As Emma buckles the belt around her waist, Kristen Stewart rises from her front row seat, hops over the barricade and joins her teammate in the ring, joining the celebration. The crowd cheers in excitement; partly in response to the crowning of a new Strawweight Champion and partly towards the black box tucked under Kristen's arm.
The crowd's response grows to a deafening roar once Emma opens it up and reveals the objects inside. Emma's left hand holds a collar and leash, and her right hand grasps a long, thick, dark red object. The object is phallic shaped and covered with rough-looking, reptilian-like scales. Emma prances over to Megan, attaches the collar to the former champ's slender neck and gives the leash a hard jerk, roughly pulling her adversary out of her slumber. "Wha... what happened?" Fox mutters, her eyes unfocused and glazed.
"I kicked your slutty ass that's what happened!" Emma quips, giving the leash another tug, "now, if you don't want this," Emma waves the object in front of Megan's face, "shoved up your ass, I suggest you start crawling... NOW!"
Megan's eyes pop out with fear as her vision focuses on the object. "WHA... WHAT IS THAT?!" Fox points her trembling hand up at the thick red rod. "Oh, this?" Emma casually twirls the object in her hand, "this is a dragon dildo. As you know, I'm a witch and witches have special shop's. These shops sell wands and potions and other... personal items. This is a replica of a dragon dick and if you don't do what I say, I'm going to fuck your ass with it."
With an angry grumble and a humiliated whimper, Megan slowly got on her hands and knees and began to crawl, allowing Emma to walk her around the ring. Each time Emma would jerk the leash in a certain direction, Megan would follow, and if she didn't comply, she was threatened with the monstrous dildo. The British beauty strolled around the ring, showing off her new "pet" to the snickering audience. After making several circuits, Emma placed the bottom of her foot on Fox's upturned behind and shoved her onto the canvas. Megan mewled, rolling onto her back, tears streaking her face, proof that Watsom had finally broken her. "Oh, don't cry!" Emma mockingly shushes her foe, "It's almost over, I promise.
"Now, you're going to do one itsy bitsy thing for me before I let you go." Emma says matter of factly before dropping her ass on Megan's chest and smirking into her foe's eyes.
Megan shakes away her tears and, her voice trembling with anger and sadness, croaks, "What?"
"I need you to stick that little tongue of yours out and service me." Emma sneers, repeating, not only the same words Megan spoke to her in their last encounter, but also the movements, thrusting her pelvis against Megan's chin.
"In your dreams," Fox glowers, "unlike you, I have a spine. I'm not a coward that.. AIEEEE,"
Emma cuts Megan off by reaching back and grazing the rough scales of the dildo across Fox's tender, exposed pussy, sending sharp pains shooting through her body.
Unwilling to have her insides torn apart, Fox frantically shrieked, "Okokok...okaaaaay!"
Emma pulled the toy away, slid her hips forward and peeled back the crotch of her bottoms, giving Megan full access to her aroused pussy. The crowd begins shouting as Emma looks down at the former champ. Watson drinks in the look of humiliation and disgust in her eyes. Emma watches intently as Megan sticks her tongue out and gently flicks the tip of her tongue against Watson's gaping pussy, sending a jolt of ecstasy down Emma's spine. Fox grimaces as she gets her first taste of the victorious Brit and Watson beams with vengeful delight as she feels the first sweet, lick.
Megan fights the urge to stop licking, wanting to end this quickly, and curls her tongue, preparing for a long lick. But, as Megan glides her tongue, she doesn't taste anything but air. She looks up, bewildered, and sees Victoria Justice with two handfuls of Watson's hair. Fox, turns her head to where she last saw Watson's teammate and sees Taylor Swift landing a shattering big boot to Kristen Stewart's jaw, laying the lanky brunette out cold. Not wanting to get caught in the crossfire, Megan scurries out of the ring and up the ramp; the dog leash, still attached to the collar around her neck, trailing behind her.
"Unhand me this instant!" Emma shrieks, blindly swinging her arms at her aggressor. Instead of letting go, Victoria slams her knee into Emma's abdomen, doubling her over. With her fingers snaring Watson's roots, Victoria jerks Emma forward and leaps in the air. While in midair, Justice wrenches Emma's head upward and, just as Victoria lands on her ass, wrenches Emma's head down, violently whiplashing her for a sinister sit out facebuster. Emma is knocked out, her face drilled into the canvas, her upturned, wedgied ass cheeks jiggling from the impact.
The crowd voices their disapproval of the heinous surprise attack, filling the arena with a chorus of boos. Victoria, with a conceited smirk etched on her face, bends down and, unbuckling the championship belt, taunts Watson, "Girl, that belt doesn't look cute on you at all!" Justice sneers, tugging the belt, stripping it from around Emma's waist. "Gold just isn't your color, sweetheart." Victoria quips, holding the belt up to her face and admiring her reflection in the polished gold surface. "This is a cute belt, though. Hey, Taylor," Victoria shouts to her teammate. "Yeah, Vics?" Taylor calls in a sweet, innocent voice as she walks over to her teammate, stepping on Kristen's face in the process.
Victoria wraps the belt around her waist, buckling it shut. "What do you think? Cute or nah?" Victoria does a twirl, drawing more jeers from the crowd. "Ohhh... YASSSS!" Taylor excitedly claps, "It goes perfectly with your earrings! And that gold against your skintone is sooo hot!"
Victoria performs several diva poses for the cameramen and photographers at ringside until they notice Watson stirring. "Oooh, it looks like little Miss Witch is awake. How about we have some fun," grins Taylor as Justice jubilantly nods. The devious duo skip over and, with a handful of hair, Taylor rips Emma up to her knees. "Emma, dear, do you remember when you held me in place while your trashy friend paddled my butt?" Taylor snarls at her yelping rival. "Well, I certainly remember. I NEVER FORGET! Just like I'm never going to forget how much I'm going to enjoy this! Victoria, could you be a doll and assume the position?" Taylor sweetly beckons her partner.
Victoria prances over, turns around and hikes up the back of her black skirt. The audience, despite their aversion to the blindside attack, can"t help but wolf whistle at the sight of Victoria's tan, bubbly ass cheeks pouring out of the tight fabric of her black and white polka dot panties. "Check out that sexy butt!" Taylor grins to Emma, "I don't think Vics skips leg day, do you," Swift taunts.
"Actually," Emma growls, trying and failing to struggle free, "it appears to me that "Vics" has an underwhelming and, quite frankly, inadequate compared to my own. "Vics" wishes her ass was as good as mine."
Before Victoria can retaliate, Seift cruelly jerks Emma's face into the mat before wrench her back up to her knees. "Ooops! Sorry, Em, I lost my grip. You know what I think, Vics? I think she needs a closer look!"
Victoria nods and seductively wiggles her hips back and forth as Emma screeches out, "NOOO!" Taylor shoves Emma forward until the brunette is mere merely an inch away from Justice's backside. Victoria pulls her panties up, revealing even more cheek and smirks over her shoulder, "Emma, be a dear and give my ass a kiss. You hurt its feelings and it needs to be reconciled. And it better be nice and long too, not a small peck!" Victoria watches Emma strain away and attempt to turn her head away. "And if you don't," Justice snaps, her voice cold, "Miss Swift is going to shove your face in my ass and hold you there until I'm satisfied. After that we will strip you and your friend naked, got it?"
Emma, sniffling and blinking tears out of her eyes, meekly nods and mutters, "Okay... okay, I'll do it." Despite her desire to not cave in to Victoria's demands, the idea of getting knocked out, stripped and humiliated during her first title victory was certainly worse than one kiss. So, with a long, defeated sigh, Emma leans in, puckers her lips and gives gives Victoria's ass a nice, long smooch. Victoria and Taylor are absolutely elated, hysterically giggling as Emma tearfully wipes her mouth off with the back of her hand.
Looking at the defined, red mouth print on Victoria's cheek, Taylor snickers, "Oh my God, I can't believe you actually did that! How pathetic is she?!" Swift grins. "I did what you ask, now let me GOOO!" Watson shrieks, disgusted by her own actions. "She's right, Tay," Victore smirks, "she did kiss my ass.... BUUUUUT you were the one to promise to,let her go, not me. So, Tay, if you could be so kind..." Victoria taps her ass and Watson screams, "NOOOOMPHHHHH!"
Taylor stifles Watson's cries by shoving her face-first into Justice's butt, holding the flailing champ in place as Victoria shakes her hips, grinding her ass against Emma's face, burying her nose and mouth even deeper. After a minute of hip-swaying humiliation, Taylor releases her grip, allowing Emma to pull herself free, revealing her crimson, blubbering face to the sympathetic, booing audience. Victoria, pivots on her heel, a smug grin on her face, and removes the Championship belt from her waist. "Here, Emma, this belongs to you... for now." Justice flies at Emma, slamming the gold faceplate of the belt into Watson's face, knocking the champion out.
The Pop Queen stands over Kristen as Victoria stands over Emma. Giving each other a nod, Swift and Justice strip off their rivals clothes, ripping the cloth to shreds until the unconscious pale beauties are completely naked, their small, yet perky tits and shaven mounds on full display. Taylor gets her revenge on Kristen by cruelly shoving the dildo up Stewart's pussy, twisting it to the hilt. Justice, adding to her vengeful dismantling of the Brit, shoves Emma's bottoms inside the KOd champ's gaping mouth. The team of Swift Justice pose one last time before exiting the ring, leaving Watson and Stewart naked, humiliated and unconscious with the title belt discarded between their crumpled bodies. Grabbing a microphone on their way out, Taylor and Justice reach the top of the ramp before the lanky blonde Pop Queen announces, "Now, that's what we call Swift Justice! And tonight justice was served!" Taylor smirks as the crowd showers Swift Justice with jeers."
- Submission by jdo90
Megan Fox vs. Emma Watson (Title Match)
"Emma Watson gave a weary yet satisfied smile, as she dragged the feeble moving Megan Fox across the ring and turn the turnbuckle. The grueling back and forth had been going for over 20 minutes, each woman clearly giving there all, leaving them both topless and covered in sweat, red claw marks riddling both their bodies. Yet after a stunning reversal of Megan's finisher, Emma had the advantage, and planned to finish things once and for all. As they reach the turnbuckle, Megan, once so cocky at the beginning of the match, now desperate, struck out her fist towards Emma's womanhood. But Emma caught the fist before it could reach the target, taking great pleasure to see the surprise on Megan's face before saying viscously.
"Thought I'd fall for that trick again you pathetic whore?" At which Emma grabbed Megan's hair violently and slammed Megan's face against the turnbuckle, once... twice... and then three times!
The blows left Megan weak and mewling, offering little resistance as Emma forced her up the top turnbuckle, facing the ring, with Emma climbing as well. Giving one final cheer to the crowd, Emma then grabbed Megan head and performed a turnbuckle German suplex, bringing Megan down in a mighty crash! Megan gave a small gasp of pain before laying down in a daze as Emma grabbed her legs in a pin. The ref came by and started to count.
1...2..... and 3!!!!! The crowd goes wild, as "Snorus Love" played on the speaker as the bell rings with the announcer coming and saying.
"Ladies and Gentleman, your winner for tonight and the new Strawweight Title Holder.... EMMA WATSON!"
The crowd goes wild in response and Emma stood up and ate all the cheers in as the Ref handed her the belt. Emma put it on and did on another cheer before turning serious as she looked down at her defeated rival. Walking over and kneeling down on her opponent's chest, Emma grabbed Megan's sleeping face, pulling it up saying.
"Look at you. Thought you were the top diva, thought you were the best, but in the end Megan... you're nothing more than a cheating bitch. I think its time you were treated as one!" Emma gave a gesture to the camera, and out of the ring entrance came Kristen Stewart in white latex wrestling wear, jogging down gleefully with the black box. Entering the ring, Kristen gave Emma a hug before handing the box to her, and going ringside to watch, it was Emma's moment after all. Emma set down the box down, opened it up and pulled out three items, each drawing a cheer from the crowd, a dog leash, a ball gag, and a dragon dildo.
Going back to Megan, Emma put the leash and ball gag on her, before stripping her of her panties and leaving her fully nude. Giving a mischievous smile, Emma then playfully slapped at Megan's face with the dragon dildo, slowly causing her to wake up. Megan's eyes soon widen in shock at she stared at the dominant Emma, who put a knee on Megan's chest.
"Now now dear, don't be scared." said Emma coyfully, as she grabbed Megan's leash, "All I want to do is take you for a walk. Won't you do that for me dear?" At which Emma started to tease Megan's womanhood with her dildo, causing Megan to shudder. "I wouldnt want to punish you after all." Megan moaned through her ball gag, a brief moment of defiance on her face showed before another stroke of the dildo caused her to shiver again and she began to nod in agreement. At which Emma chuckled and said.
"Good, now let's walk." At which Emma stood up and forced Megan on her fours before pulling at the leash. Megan, too weak at this point to resist, slowly yet surely complied. Emma look gloriously with the belt around her figure, her face beaming as she pulled at Megan's leash and drag her mewling rival around the ring. Occasionally she took the dildo and slapped it against Megan's ass as further humiliation, each smack causing Megan's cheeks to jiggle. The crowd was going wild at the display, with Kristen cheering them on as Megan cried a single tear, her once dominance in the CWF now in ruins. Emma continued this for a few minutes, before finally stopping and bending over to the moaning Megan, grabbing her face, saying.
"That's a good girl," Emma smiled, "now, you're going to do one itsy bitsy thing for me before I let you go."
Megan, with tears in her eyes, croaked, "What?" at which Emma slapped her hard in the face and force her onto her back. Emma gave her a kick in the stomach before sensnually stripping her pink latex wrestling pants off, reavling her womanhood to the crowd before straddling her chest and said.
"Time for you to do what you made me do last time we meet." Grabbing Megan's gag, she ripped it off, before continuing. "Now service me." at which Emma shoved her womanhood into Megan's face. Megan gave a cry of humiliation in response, but try as she might she could dislodge the dominant Emma. Emma irritated by Megan's defiance, grabbed the dildo and forced it into Megan's womanhood, causing Megan to shiver and moan in ecstasy as it was pulled in and out. In the end, seeing no way out, Megan reluctantly complied and started to lick and lap at Emma's peach. Emma gave a soft moan in response, as she grabbed Megan's hair and forced her even deeper, cutting Megan's off of air, saying.
"Yes... yes... that's its Megan......." as Emma humped Megan's face even more. Meanwhile Emma continued to pump the Dragon Dildo even more into Megan's womanhood, each involuntary moan from Megan adding to her pleasure. This continued for a minute or so, as the crowd and cameras drank it in. Emma slowly yet surely quickened the pace, pumping and humping faster and faster before finally....
"Yes...yes...YES!!!!!" screamed Emma, as ecstasy, joy and satisfaction filled her. Ecstasy covered Megan's face in response as Emma, sweating slightly, heaved hard in pleasure, her dominance complete. The crowd along with Kristen went wild again in response and Emma beamed in response, knowing the night was hers.
Yet suddenly, from the crowd, a figure emerged with a chair. Sneaking up behind Kristen, she brought it down hard on Kristen's back, causing Kristen face widen in shock as fell to the ground, holding her back in pain. Turning around, she saw that her assailant was none other than Taylor Swift, who grin in vicious delight as she brought the chair down on Kristen again, and again, leaving Kristen writing in pain. Emma snapped out of her bliss to notice the commotion and quickly got off Megan to help her partner.
Yet suddenly from another part of the crowd, another assailant came into the ring, and ran behind Emma as Emma reached the ropes. Grabbing her by the shoulder, she flipped Emma to face her, turning out to be none other than Victoria Justice, who kicked Emma in the stomach before grabbing Emma, and hitting her with a sitout facebuster! Already weak from the fight, the move knocked the daisy's out of Emma, who moans softly in response.. Victoria smiled at the lying Emma before cupping Emma's face up and saying to it.
"Well hello Miss Straweight Champion. Hope you're having a wonderful evening tonight! Cause Taylor and I are here to wreck it!"
At which Victoria turned to Taylor, who was standing next to the slowly standing Kristen. Nodding to Victoria, Taylor ran up and hit Kristen with her with the Big Boot, knocking her out completely. Laughing, Taylor grabbed the moaning Kristen, and forced her into the ring with Victoria, who was now standing over Emma, giving her the occasional kick. Megan, for her part, was glad for the reprieve and quickly rolled out of the ring and crawled to the entrance, taking the Emma's toys with her in her haste. Taylor and Victoria laughed at her fleeing form, with Victoria saying.
"Yea Megan, go on you pathetic whore! How on earth you became champion is beyond me!" Turning to Taylor, she followed up saying. "Now Taylor, its time for some payback don't you agree?" At which she kicked Emma in the stomach again before helping Taylor strip Kristen of all her clothing, leaving the moaning Kristen fully naked. They then dragged Kristen to the turnbuckle, forcing her to face it and lay on the middle turnbuckle. Taylor then proceeded to tie Kristen's hands around the turnbuckle with her own clothing, as Victoria walked over to the lying Emma, kicking her again. Grabbing Emma's belt, Victoria stripped it off her and put it around her waist saying.
"Well, one things for sure Taylor. This belt looks way better on me, don't you agree?" Taylor finally finished tying up Kristen nodded in response, saying.
"Of course, don't worry though. We'll have belts of our own soon. Now wont you be a dear and kick that box over please!"
Victoria notices the black box and complies graciously at which Taylor then opened it and pulled out a familiar object... the same paddle Kristen had used on her last time they meet. Playfully, Taylor stoked it against Kristen's cheeks who shuddered in response. Victoria in turn grabbed Emma by the hair, and dragged her to the other turnbuckle, laying her back against the second turnbuckle. Receiving a nod from Victoria, Taylor grabbed Kristen by the hair and whispered with malicious joy.
"My my, what a perfect target you have there!" At which Taylor started to smack the paddle against Kristen's cheeks, to the audible boos of the crowd, each smack eliciting a soft moan from Kristen as her cheeks vibrated and got redder with each one.
Victoria in turn pumped the air before grabbing her wrestling panties and forcing them into a wedgie. She then proceed to place her ass into Emma's face and started to booty bop her against the turnbuckle, before forcing Emma to eat her cheeks in full.
Both Kristen and Emma gave humiliated moans at the treatment, as the crowd booed the dirty tactics of Swift Justice. Both Victoria and Taylor however seemed to enjoy the response, taking satisfaction of getting revenge on their rival tag team Witchpire! After a minute of this treatment, both woman relented their abuse, with Taylor dropping the paddle from the redden behind of Kristen, and Victoria leaving Emma's face red and cover in sweat. Victoria then grabbed the belt and took it off kneeling next to Emma saying.
"Don't worry, I'll leave this with you, but know one day, this will be mine. Got that?" At which Victoria smacked Emma in the face with the belt, knocking her out fully. Smiling in satisfaction, Victoria stood up and gave a high five to Taylor before slipping out of the ring with her. As they walked up the entrance ramp, "Bad Blood" played on the speakers, as the pair took the crowd's boos graciously, believing the fans to be simply jealous. As they finally reach the entrance, they turned around taking in the scene, the booing crowd, and the moaning forms of Kristen and Emma, before raising their hands together saying.
"Swift Justice has been delivered!"
- Submission by AKMaster
Emma Watson/Kristen Stewart vs. Taylor Swift/Victoria Justice (Lumberjack & Jill Match)
"Emma and Kristen beamed at each other, as they held onto the ring ropes and applied a corner foot choke on their opponents. Their opponents, Victoria Justice and Taylor Swift respectively, could only sputter and flail their legs in desperation as their opponents cut them off from oxygen with their feet. It had been no surprise that the first tag team match of the federation had been between these two teams, after the humiliations Witchpire suffered at the hands of Swift Justice in the past few weeks. Indeed, Victoria and Taylor had spent the upcoming weeks gloating about the upcoming match, clearly intent and eager to use the lack of rules to their advantage. They had even come to the ring in full royalty regalia, clearly believing themselves to be CWF royalty, much to the chagrin of the crowd and the lumberjack wrestlers. Yet their high and mighty attitude soon faded as Emma and Kristen showed that they werent ones to mess with, as they fought together in perfect harmony, overwhelming and eventually dominating the shocked and clumsy style of Swift Justice. The fact that Emma and Kristen were both fully clothed still compared to their naked opponents only highlighted this dominance even more.
Even Taylor's and Victoria's attempt to use underhanded tactics again proved to be ineffective, with either Emma and Kristen anticipating and countering every attempt, or in some cases being stopped by insulted lumberjack wrestlers outside the ring. A fact that was clearly not lost on Emma and Kristen, as they both held onto the chokehold much longer than it would be legally normal before finally relented, with Taylor and Victoria crashing to the bottom turnbuckles, sputtering and gasping for air. Taking in the crowds adulation of their performance, Emma and Kristen meet each other in the middle of the ring, giving each other a high five and spank on their respective butts in celebration of how the match was going before Kristen said.
"Well well Emma, looks like Swift Justice is just a bunch of hot air after all." Emma laughed in response saying.
"So true Kristen. They may talk big, but when push comes to shove, they're nothing but cheating bitches. And I don't know about you, but I think its time for some payback from our last encounter." Kristen instantly knew what that meant and chuckled in response before responding.
"I completely agree dear Emma," motioning the wrestlers outside, Kristen asked. "Hey, would some of you gals please grab Victoria and Taylor's arms and hold them in place? Emma and I want to give these ladies a Witchpire facial!" While some of the wrestlers outside rolled their eyes in response, four of them eagerly jumped at the chance, Avril Lavigne and Mandy Moore grabbing Victoria's arms and Miley Cyrus and Karlie Kloss with Taylor's. Finally recovering from the last move, both Taylor and Victoria realized their predicament and tried to pull themselves free but to no avail as Emma and Kristen chuckled in response.
Turning their backs on their opponent, Kristen towards Taylor, and Emma towards Victoria, they both pumped the air together, the crowd and the wrestlers outside of the ring joining them. After which, both woman pulled down their wrestling shorts, pulled up their respective panties in a wedgie garnering a fair amount of wolf calls from the crowd at the sight of their pale cheeks, before backing into the corners. Taylor and Victoria saw what was coming and desperately attempted to break free but to no avail again.
"No... no stop!! This is an outrage," cried Taylor as Kristen came closer, "I'm a pop queen, I demand respe....mmmmmpphhh!"
"Emma, don't you dare," said Victoria as Emma came closer, "You have no right to trea..... mmmmmmpphhhh!!"
Both woman were cut off respectively as Kristen's pale checks engulfed Taylor's face and Emma's cheeks engulfed Victoria's. The crowd went wild in response, as Emma and Kristen shook their hips side to side, scrubbing their opponents face's back and forth with their derriere's. Emma enjoyed it especially, grabbing Victoria by the hair and forcing her deep in between her cheeks, paying Victoria back in full after their last meeting. With their arms held by the wrestlers outside, Victoria and Taylor could offer no defense and only could endure the humiliation in full with no respite. Eventually, after a minute or so of this, Emma and Kristen both finally relented, leaving their opponents with nothing more then a redden and greasy faces as they both desperately took in fresh breath. Running into the middle of the ring again, Emma and Kristen both high fived one another before Emma asked.
"Well... that was fun, wanna trade for the finish?" Kristen simply beamed and nodded in response at which both women went to the opposite corners. Emma grabbed the mewling Taylor by the hair and dragged her to her feet, with Kristen doing the same for Victoria, both of which offered no resistance at this point. Placing their heads underneath their arms, Emma and Kristen cheered with the crowd one last time before running into the middle of the ring with their opponents and performing a dual running bulldog, slamming their opponents to the floor head first! The impact knocked both Taylor and Victoria completely, so much so that Emma and Kristen simply stood up and put their foot on their respective opponents, Emma on Taylor and Kristen on Victoria as the referee finally performed the count.
"1....2....3!" The crowd went wild in response as the announcer gave the call. "Ladies and Gentleman, your winners for of the first woman's CWF tag team match.... Witchpire!" Emma and Kristen ate in the adulation of the crowd, ecstatic being the first women to win a tag team match, before giving each other a hug in response, before saying.
"Well that was fun!, said Emma, "Did you enjoy yourself Kristen?"
"I mostly certainly did Emma, especially with these overacted bitches. Why don't we give them the final Witchpire treatment?" Emma simply nodded in response and motioned over their black box to be given to them. Alexandra Daddario gladly complied, pushing the box to them. Opening the box, Emma pulled out two leashes, and handed one to Kristen who took it graciously. Putting them around their opponent's neck, Emma and Kristen slapped Taylor and Victoria respectively to wake them up, which they did so flutteringly.
"Why hello there ladies," taunted Emma into the horrified faces of Taylor and Victoria, "Enjoyed your nap?" Kristen laughed in response before taunting.
"Well good, cause I think its time for you both to take a walk." At which Emma and Kristen pulled at the naked women's leases respectfully. Taylor and Victoria could only moan and weakly comply, so utter beaten they were, as they were slowly forced on all fours around the ring, mewling and moaning in humiliation as Emma and Kristen paraded them around the ring, eating the crowd and the cameras at the dominant display. The lumberjack wrestlers adding onto the humiliation with their own taunts at the so called royalty of CWF. Finally after a few minutes of this, Emma and Kristen both relented again, though they did so by kicking their opponents in the stomach, forcing them out of the ring into the hands of the lumberjacks, with their leashes still attached. Turning away, both Emma and Kristen laughed and cheered before giving each other another hug, and spoke to one another as they held each other.
"Well, this has been a good night Emma," asked Kristen, "Don't you agree?" Emma simply beamed in response, before saying.
"Yes it has... though perhaps it could be even better," at which Emma playfully grabbed Kristen's ass, "if you know what I mean?" Kristen simply giggled in response and said.
"Yes, I do, why don't we take this backstage?" Emma simply nodded in response, and soon both women slid themselves out of the ring and up the arena entrance, ignoring the humiliated cries of Swift Justice at the hands of lumberjacks. Before they left the arena, they both turned to the crowd and raised their arms again saying.
"Swift Justice as been denied!"
- Submission by AKMaster
Emma Watson/Kristen Stewart vs. Taylor Swift/Victoria Justice (Lumberjack & Jill Match)
"Taylor Swift was starting the CWF's inaugural tag team match for her team, the occasion even more special by the presence of dozens of lumberjacks and jills surrounding the ring. Across from her was Emma Watson, the Brit taking the lead from Stewart without asking in what would come to be an excellent choice for the brunette rivals...
Swift never had the opportunity to tag out as Watson and Stewart picked her apart piece by piece, the rivals working in surprisingly perfect sync as they tortured the blondes lengthy legs with vicious kicks and agonizing leg-locks. Swift was dying to tag out to her eager stablemate, nearly reaching her partners outstretched hand several times, but failing by mere inches as the brunette duo dragged her back to their corner time and time again. Kristen and Emma were surprised they worked so well together, the Brit's calculated but precise attacks a perfect fit with Stewart's rough and tumble style, the two techniques complimenting one another as Taylor was hit with a variety of elbows, kicks and knees.
Emma had just tagged back out to Stewart; their rough slaps turning into softer tags throughout the match as Watson gifted her golden haired leash to Kristen. "Finish it K" Emma muttered, ducking back underneath the rope as Stewart used Taylor's hair to throw her into an irish whip against the ropes. The blonde ran on weakened legs, rebounding off the sweat stained ropes when she caught a sight of Stewart about to charge, looking for a spear. Taylor lurched her right foot up to solidly SMACK straight into Kristen's forehead, leveling the brunette who landed with a dull thud against the mat. "GET THE FUCK UP STEWART" Emma screamed, slapping the turnbuckle rope in frustration as Swift collapsed from exhaustion to her knees, the brunette clutching her head with both hands beside her in pain, cursing under her breath. This was Swift's chance, the tall blonde crawling as fast as she could to Justice's outstretched arm; salvation was here, hope for victory was back, maybe she could rest her strike-marked legs for a moment...
"OOMPH" Victoria's hand disappeared her chin bouncing off the ring apron as her legs were pulled out from under her by a tall, busty brunette. Katy Perry. Swift paused as she glared dejectedly at Perry on the outside, her wet golden hair veiling her eyes as she stood on both knees in utter shock, hopelessness written across her face like a rejected puppy. Perry whipped poor, dazed Victoria as hard as she could against the ring steps, sending the svelte brunette crashing should first with a heavy CLANG as skin smacked against steel. Taylor heard a smacking sound from behind her, her head turning as she saw her last sight of the night. Watson's flying knee crumpled the wiry blonde backwards, her flexible legs slowly sliding out from under her as she stared at the ceiling lights, the world fleeing around her. Watson scrambled on top of the slim blonde, hooking a leg and pounding her feet to the count of "1, 2, 3!".
Stewart raised her hand victoriously, watching as the referee gathered her counterpart before lifting up both their hands as the first ever tag-team match winners of the CWF. Watson was eager to scold Kristen, the Twilight star still massaging her head, when a whole quartet of jills slid into the ring. Katy Perry, Kesha, Nicki Minaj and Miley Cyrus all stood face to face with the tag team winners, Perry pointing towards the ramp with a glare.
The brunettes obliged and slid out of the ring as the quartette of singers lifted Swift to her feet, Cyrus binding her arms behind her back as Minaj painfully stripped the weary blonde, ripping her clothes off her body with savage tugs that ripped the fabric mercilessly off Taylor's wiry body. Swift was left stark nude and defenseless, her body glowing and covered in her own ripped off golden hairs as the collection of rival musicians slowly showed her off. They began ramming her against all four sides of the ring, Swift's lightly tanned tits poking out over the ropes as camera's flashed in mass. Miley drew Swift back as all four took turns assaulting the defenseless star singer; Perry delivered a series of hard slaps to the face, Nicki rocketed punch after punch into Taylor's aching pert bosom and Kesha put a claw hold on Taylor's pussy that sunk in so deep that the barely conscious blonde screamed in agony, tears streaming down her face. All three left the ring once they were down, leaving nothing but Miley and Taylor alone in the ring. Taylor was forced back onto her knees, Miley shoving her down before she stopped, slowly leaning down face to face with the blonde. The crowd gasped as Miley planted Taylor with a fat, lip smacking kiss in center of the ring. Camera's flashed as Miley disengaged, raising one hand up before ripping a knee straight into Swift's forehead, leveling her for the second time as Cyrus beamed a happy, satisfied pearly white smile to the crowd."
- Submission by Mr. Drake
Emma Watson vs. Kristen Stewart
"While not an official Title defense, nor a match with an opponent who could even challenge her for her belt, this tilt felt titanic regardless. The tag-team duo of Watson and Stewart had to set aside their fragile allegiances for now and attempt to beat the hell out of each other for nothing more than bragging rights. On the best roll of her career, and facing a relatively green Stewart, Emma's experience and guile was simply too much for Kristen to overcome. Countless kick-outs, escapes, and counters left Kristen fuming that she couldn't wrangle the fiesty Watson, audibly erupting and venting her frustration toward her tag partner multiple times throughout the contest. Watson on the other hand kept her cool, slowly picking the brunette apart until a devastating suplex and bridge pin secured the win for the Strawweight Champion. If her next fight was indeed a Title defense, this was one hell of a tune-up. More intriguing however might be the sight of these two ferocious competitors teaming up for their next tag match after such a catty contest."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Emma Watson vs. Jordana Brewster (Title Match)
"Observing strictly percentages, Jordana Brewster appeared on paper to be at the top of the class of Strawweight fighters; sporting an impressive 4-1 record with her only loss coming at the hands of eventual Champion, Megan Fox. Unfortunately for the game brunette, reigning Champion Emma Watson was determined to add another blemish to her once-stellar record. Like her Title fight against Megan Fox, Jordana once again appeared to be out-classed by the true wheat of the division, clumsily flailing to keep up with the relentless Brit in what turned out to be a less-than-eventful Title fight. Watson had found a new level in the last months that the rest of the Straws simply couldn't replicate, ragdolling Brewster just for show before finally deciding it was time to turn out her lights and dawn the belt once again. Seemingly just to show she'd done her homework, Watson positioned Brewster in a seated position in the corner and began to act out Megan Fox's exact victory over Jordana the first time she challenged for the belt, as if she was in a stage performance paying homage to Fox. Perhaps it was even more devious; an attempt to send a not-so-veiled message to Jordana that she was nothing more than a play toy. Gearing up to finish Jordana with a rough, charging Bronco Buster, Emma cackled when she instead pulled up short of a flinching Brewster, giggling at the challenger's futility. Grabbing the top rope for leverage, Watson let out a shrill cry as she reared her foot back and delivered a crushing Big Boot to the brunette's face, nearly catapulting her through the ropes and out of the ring. Brewster was rendered unconscious instantly as her sloshing, pitching frame was caught up in the ropes; victory mercifully being declaired by the official even before a 3-count."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Ariel Winter/Natalie Alyn Lind vs. Emma Watson/Kristen Stewart
"Ariel Winter and Natalie Alyn Lind won their first tag fight match together and it seems like the two young hot heads have put their difference beside them. Ariel and Natalie fought each other in their first match ever in the CWF with Ariel taking the win. Yvonne Strahovski has been working a lot together with the two young busty warriors and it seems it's all paying off. Yvonne doesn't know that Ariel and Natalie are working so well together, because at one point they want to take on Yvonne and Kate. Tonight they are facing Emma Watson and Kristen Stewart. Ariel and Natalie have heard rumors that their two opponents don't see eye to eye and this could be an interesting match.
Emma Watson and Kristen Stewart won their first tag team match as well and they showed no disagreements at all during their match. They destroyed Taylor Swift and Victoria Justice in a very one sided match. Emma is one of the strongest fighter in her division and they are ready to take on their two busty adversaries. They also heard the rumors that their might be some disagreements between them and they are trying to show everyone that everything is fine between them. Emma and Kristen are waiting in their locker room and they are going over their tactic. Emma wants to start, but Kristen also wants to start in the ring. She is eager to show everyone that she is just as good as Emma. Her partner is the champion in the Strawweight division, while she is somewhere near the bottom of the Flyweight division. However her and Natalie have the same fight record so far, but claiming a victory and a defeat.
Ariel and Natalie are the first ones to be called into the arena and the two busty young fighters confidently walk towards the ring. Their large breasts bounce up and down and their black bikini tops can barely contain them. Ariel and Natalie wave at their fans and they smile at each other. They have a common goal now and they are determined to crush everyone that gets in their way. Ariel climbs into the ring and helps Natalie enter the ring as well. The two busty fighters hang in the ropes on their side of the ring and wait for their opponents to arrive.
Emma and Kristen are called in next and the two aren't looking too happy. They haven't decided who will be inside of the ring and who will be outside waiting to be tagged in. The crowd is cheering Emma's name and the look on Kristen's face is saying more than a thousand words. She is clearly hating all the love Emma is receiving, while the crowd hardly chants her name. The two enter the ring at the same time and head towards the center of the ring. Emma and Kristen are bumping their shoulders against one another trying to make the other go outside of the ring.
The referee calls Ariel and Natalie over to the center, where Emma and Kristen are already waiting. The two busty fighters confidently walk towards their opponents and once everyone is gathered around the referee, she begins to explain the rules. If you make your opponent cum or submit, she is out of the match. Make both opponents cum or submit and you win the fight. Only one fighter of each team is allowed to be inside of the ring, so if you are tagged out, you have to leave the ring immediately. You are not allowed to double team your opponent.
The referee finishes explaining the rules and asks both teams who will be starting inside of the ring. Ariel tells the referee that she will be starting inside of the ring and both Emma and Kristen tell the referee that they will be starting. The referee shakes her head and tells Emma and Kristen that they have to decide who starts within the next 10 seconds or she will pick one. Emma and Kristen argue the next 10 seconds and the referee steps in. She picks Kristen to start inside of the ring and orders Emma to leave. Emma gives the referee a nasty glare and steps out of the ring waiting in their corner for Kristen to tag her in. Natalie already left the ring and the referee can finally start the fight.
Ariel and Kristen face each other inside of the ring and the bell rings. The fight is underway and Ariel makes the first move. She grapples Kristen pulling her towards her. Both are holding each other's shoulders and test the other's strength. Kristen tries to push Ariel back, but instead the busty raven haired warrior is pushing her back. Ariel is making sure that she isn't pushing Kristen towards Emma, but is pushing Kristen to a neutral area of the ropes. Kristen's back hits the ropes and Ariel hears her opponent letting out a grunt.
Ariel pushes her busty frame against Kristen's body and the ropes behind Kristen begin to bend. Kristen pushes back, but she is unable to move Ariel. The busty raven-haired warrior chuckles a bit hearing and feeling Kristen squirm against her body. Ariel grabs Kristen's wrists and suddenly moves back a few steps pulling Kristen with her and she rolls backwards flipping Kristen over her. Her opponent hits the canvas hard and Ariel uses her momentum to roll onto her hands and knees. She turns around and crawls over to Kristen. Her opponent tries to escape, but she manages to snatch her ankles. Ariel pulls Kristen towards her and gets on top of her opponent.
Kristen watches Ariel's curvy body crawl on top of hers and she feels Ariel's massive breasts pressing down on her tiny tits. Kristen attempts to grab Ariel's head, but her opponent is fast and snatches her wrists in the air. Kristen struggles against Ariel and tries to prevent her arms from being pinned down against the canvas, but Ariel is proving to be stronger than her. She feels her arms hit the canvas and she can't get them off the canvas. She looks up at Ariel, who is smiling down at her.
Ariel slides further up Kristen's body and brings her large breasts above her opponent's face. Ariel wants to go for a quick breast smother finish. Kristen sees Ariel's impressive twins move above her face and she notices the rock hard nipples in the black bikini top. So far she has been unable to remove Ariel from her by force, but she knows a few dirty tricks that might work. Kristen moves her head up, before Ariel can apply the smother and she bites down hard on Ariel's right nipple.
Ariel screams in pain and rolls off Kristen. She rubs her sore nipple and glares angrily at Kristen. Her opponent chuckles a bit and licks her lips to taunt her. Ariel gets down on all fours and faces Kristen. The two fights are staring at each other and begin to circle each other on all fours. Ariel rapidly shuffles forward and the two raise their chests causing them to clash. The two begin to grapple for control and their bodies are pressed together. Their bodies move from side to side and they are moving towards Emma.
Emma sees her partner getting closer and closer to her and she extends her arm. Kristen has been struggling with Ariel so far and she wants to help her partner. Kristen notices that Emma wants to be tagged in, but she ignores her. Kristen flexes her arms and begins to push Ariel towards Natalie instead. Emma was so close to tagging herself in, but now Kristen and Ariel are moving away from her.
Ariel and Kristen go down to the ground and they end up on their sides. Ariel attempts to throw her leg over Kristen's body, but Kristen moves away on the canvas. Kristen has her legs away from Ariel and her head is closest to her opponent. Kristen is attempting to move above Ariel, but Ariel rolls them both around towards Natalie. Kristen doesn't notice the danger and still attempt to get above Ariel.
Ariel and Kristen move in range of Natalie and Ariel reaches for Natalie's extended hand. Natalie gets tagged in and the referee tells Ariel and Kristen to break up. Ariel rolls out of the ring, while Natalie jumps through the ropes and lands on top of Kristen. Natalie tries to gain control, but Kristen rolls onto her stomach and tries to crawl away. Natalie pounces on top of Kristen's back and sits down on her back.
"You just made a big mistake slut!" Natalie taunts her opponent.
Natalie grabs the back string of Kristen's white bikini top and untangles the strings that hold Kristen's bikini top in place. Kristen begins to squirm under Natalie and she throws her arms back trying to hit the busty blonde, but her bikini top gets removed by the blonde anyway. Kristen begins to blush and her face turns red, as she watches her bikini top fly towards the audience.
"How about we show everyone your tiny tiddies?" Natalie chuckles out.
The blonde grabs Kristen's arms and pulls them back. She places her feet on the canvas and sits down on Kristen's ass. Natalie places her opponent's arms between her thighs and body. She has Kristen's arms trapped now and her owns arms and hands are free to make the next move. She grabs the hair in front of her and yanks on it hard. She soon has the tiny tits of her opponent on full display for the audience. Her left hand slides under Kirsten's chin, while she keeps her right hand entangled in the dark colored hair.
Kristen screams in pain, as her spine is being bend and her breasts are on full display for everyone in front of her. The blonde sitting on her ass is toying with her and she feels the strain on her muscles. Her face is starting to turn red and she feels ashamed that everyone can see her naked boobs. She tries to move her arms, but Natalie has them trapped and she can't move them at all. She is weakly flapping her hands around trying to slap the dominant blonde.
Natalie releases Kristen's hair and brings her right hand in front of her opponent. She gives the small tiddies a few harsh slaps and chuckles loudly. Natalie loves humiliating girls with smaller breasts and the crowd is clearly enjoying it. They are chanting her name, while she tortures Kristen. Natalie grabs one of the rock hard nipples and painfully twists it around causing Kristen to scream in pain.
"Do you want to tap out slut?" Natalie asks after a minute.
"Fuck you bitch!" Kristen shouts out defiantly.
Natalie releases Kristen from her camel clutch and lifts her up into the air. She throws Kristen towards Emma and the brunette hits the canvas hard. Natalie watches Kristen bounce once on the canvas and she is in range to tag Emma in. Emma extends her arm and tries to tag herself in, but Kristen rolls away from Emma and faces Natalie. Kristen gets on her feet, but she is too slow. Natalie rushes over and clotheslines Kristen back to the ground. The brunette drops down hard against the canvas and she groans in pain.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING KRISTEN?! TAG ME IN GODDAMNIT!" Emma shouts out in frustration seeing Kristen drop back down to the ground.
Natalie grabs Kristen by the ankle and flips her over. Kristen is on her stomach on the canvas and Natalie begins to twist her ankle. Kristen screams in pain and slams her fists on the ground. Kristen tries to kick Natalie with her other leg, but the blonde steps to the side and continues to twist her other ankle. Tears are forming in Kristen's eyes and she is being dragged towards Ariel.
Natalie tags Ariel back in and the petite busty raven-haired fighter climbs up on the turnbuckle. Kristen is still on her stomach and Ariel jumps up into the air and slams her elbow into Kristen's back. Kristen feels her eyes almost popping out of their sockets and she yells in pain. She starts to roll across the ring holding her sore back. Ariel menacingly walks towards Kristen, who is in a lot of pain. Emma is telling Kristen to roll towards her and finally tag her in, but Kristen doesn't want to hear it.
Ariel jumps down on top of Kristen's back and has her ass facing Kristen's head. She grabs the legs of her opponent and pulls them up into the air. Ariel slides her curvy ass on top of her opponent's head and forms a C-shape with Kristen's body. She hears her opponent scream in pain below her ass and for a moment release one of the legs. She removes the white bikini bottoms and leaves Kristen completely naked in the ring.
Ariel grabs the leg again and resumes her torture hold. She is leaning backwards putting more and more pressure on Kristen's spine. Her opponent is screaming and yelling below her and tears are running out of her eyes. Kristen is in so much pain right now and her pride is crumbling. She can't take the pain anymore and smashes her fists against the canvas.
"I GIVE! I SUBMIT! PLEASE MAKE THE PAIN STOP!" Kristen yells out in defeat.
Ariel releases Kristen's legs and the small breasted brunette drops down to the canvas. The referee grabs Kristen by the arms and drags the loser out of the ring. She isn't very careful with Kristen and just rolls her under the ropes and Kristen drops down to the hard surface. The referee signals Emma to get inside of the ring and the Harry Potter star is eager to finally get inside of the ring. She is glad that Kristen got what she deserves, but now she has to face two busty opponents on her own.
Emma immediately goes for Ariel, who has walked towards Natalie to celebrate their first victory in this match. Ariel hears Emma coming and just before Emma is able to slam into her back, she steps to the side, but leaves one of her legs extended. Emma trips over the extended leg and slams into the ropes where Natalie is waiting. The busty blonde outside of the ring grabs Emma's hair and keeps her in the ropes. Emma yells at the blonde tugging her hair and tries to slap Natalie in the face.
While Emma is distracted, Ariel moves behind her new opponent and wraps her arms around Emma's waist. Natalie releases Emma's hair and Ariel pulls her away from the ropes. Ariel lifts up Emma and she lets herself fall backwards slamming Emma's head against the canvas. Emma is feeling the effects and her vision is blurry for a few seconds.
Ariel rolls away from Emma and tags Natalie in. Natalie jumps through the ropes, while Emma is busy getting back on her feet. Natalie tackles Emma from behind and both of them go down to the ground. Emma slams with her face against the canvas, while Natalie lands on top of her. Emma is once again dazed and feels her white bikini top being ripped off her body.
Emma rolls over under Natalie and faces the blonde on top of her. She grabs Natalie by the hair and shakes her head from side to side, to try and get the busty blonde off her. Natalie grabs Emma's wrists and tries to free her hair from the claws of her opponent. Emma however isn't letting go and continues to try and get Natalie off her.
Natalie manages to pull one hand away from her hair and she pins Emma's arm down against the floor. The other hand is still pulling at her hair and Natalie feels her scalp burning from the pain. Natalie hisses at Emma and yanks Emma's other hand out of her hair, but it does cost her a few strands of hair. She slams Emma's arm down against the canvas and pins her opponent down against the floor.
"You fucking bitch! You ruined my hair!" Natalie screams out in anger.
Emma laughs at Natalie, but she is in trouble. She tries to squirm herself free, but Natalie has her arms firmly pinned against the floor and is sitting on her stomach. Natalie lowers her large breasts on top of Emma's face and begins to smother out her opponent. Emma's vision is completely obscured by Natalie's large boobs and she lets out muffled moans.
Natalie toys a bit with her opponent and after 30 seconds moves her boobs slightly up allowing Emma to catch a breath of air. Natalie looks down at the red face and wickedly smiles at Emma. She places her boobs back on Emma's face and once again hears the muffled moans coming from between her breasts.
Natalie feels Emma squirming below her, but she isn't squirming as hard as she did about a minute ago. Natalie lifts her boobs back up and laughs when she sees the look on Emma's face. The bitch is actually enjoying being smothered out by her breasts. Natalie moves Emma's arms above her head and crosses them. She uses her left hand to keep the arms pinned and with her right hand she removes her own black bikini top.
Natalie shakes her large naked boobs above Emma's face and she sees the flushed look on Emma's face. She lowers her breasts again and engulfs Emma's face with her nude boobs. Natalie loves the feeling of a weak girl's face between her strong breasts. She feels Emma breathing against her skin and it causes her boobs to start sweating.
Emma can feel Natalie's large breasts are starting to stick against her face and she is desperate to get fresh air, but she also enjoys being stuck between Natalie's boobs. She begins to lick the sweaty skin that she is trapped between and she can hear Natalie chuckle above her. The young busty blonde clearly noticed that she has begun worshipping her breasts.
Natalie presses her breasts down harder against Emma's face for just a few seconds, before lifting her sweaty tits up into the air. She pretty much has smothered all resistance out of Emma Watson, but this girl is too much fun to end right now. Natalie stands up and lifts Emma over her shoulders. She applies her torture rack and Emma screams in pain. Natalie walks towards Ariel and moves Emma's lower body out of the ring.
Ariel knows what Natalie wants and she begins to pull the strings of Emma's bikini bottom lose and removes the white bikini bottom. Ariel can see a wet spot on the white bikini bottoms and eagerly shows the crowd that Emma Watson enjoyed being smothered out by her blonde partner Natalie Alyn Lind. The crowd cheers loudly seeing the wet spot on Emma's bikini bottom.
Natalie slides her right hand away from Emma's leg and now moves it between her legs. She covers up the naked pussy and gently begins to rub the moist folds, while she walks around the ring with Emma on her shoulders. Her left hand is holding Emma's throat and she keeps the painful pressure up on Emma's spine bending the poor girl like a pretzel on her shoulders.
"What a naughty little slut. Even Kristen put up more of a fight than you and you are supposed to be some kind of champ?" Natalie taunts her opponent.
Natalie dips her index finger into Emma's pussy for just a few seconds giving it a couple of pumps. Natalie tosses Emma against the turnbuckle in their corner. Natalie tags in Ariel, but this time she doesn't leave the ring. Natalie looks over at the referee and she simply nods at Natalie. Ariel and Natalie grab Emma and pull her away from the turnbuckle.
They place Emma on the floor and pull her legs up into the air. Emma's lower body gets lifted off the ground and only her head neck and shoulders remain on the floor. They place her legs next to her head and Ariel removes her bikini bottom. She sits down on Emma's face and she rubs her ass against the nearly defeated girl's face. Ariel feels Emma's lips pressing against her asshole and she shudders from the feeling.
"I think she likes my ass." Ariel giggles out and rubs her asshole against Emma's wet soft lips.
Emma is fully trapped under Ariel and she is inhaling Ariel's dominant scent. Somehow Natalie has drained every bit of fighting spirit from her mind and the two busty fighters are using their body for their own fun. Natalie squats down in front of Ariel and gives Emma's ass a hard slap with both hands. Emma cries under Ariel's ass and the two girls above her laugh.
"What do you think Ariel? Should we go for a smother win or orgasm win?" Natalie giggles and teases Emma's butthole with her right index finger.
"Judging by her moans, she wants both." Ariel teases and wiggles her ass on Emma's face.
Ariel brings her right index finger to Emma's wet folds and runs it between them. Natalie is running her right index fingers around Emma's tight asshole in circles. The two busty fighters are just teasing Emma and it's driving Emma mad. She wants to feel the fingers inside of her, but the two above her are just teasing her holes for now.
Natalie pushes her index finger into Emma's tight little butthole and the trapped fighter moans into Ariel's big butt. Ariel inserts her index finger into Emma's wet pussy and the two busty warriors create the perfect rhythm. Whenever Natalie pushes her finger into Emma's ass, Ariel pulls her finger out a bit and when Ariel thrusts her fingers knuckle deep inside of Emma's pussy, Natalie retracts her finger a bit from Emma's asshole.
The two are fucking Emma and they notice how much Emma is just enjoying their fingers. They are teasing their prey, because both of them are only using one finger so far. Natalie is the first one to insert another finger after about two minutes of fucking Emma's asshole with just her index finger. Ariel inserts a second finger after a couple of seconds and the two busty girls begin to kiss each other.
Emma is moaning into Ariel's ass and her tongue starts to lick the delicious tasting butthole. The two busty fighters have completely robbed her of her fighting spirit and she just wants to cum for them now. With every breath she takes, she gets more and more intoxicated by the scent of Ariel's ass and it's making her extremely horny. Her pussy is already gushing juices down her abs and she is getting close to exploding fast.
Ariel and Natalie are passionately kissing one another and saliva is dripping down from their mouths and the saliva falls down on Emma's anus and pussy. They both insert a third finger at the same time and really begin to fuck Emma's holes now. They are drilling their fingers hard and fast into the slippery wet holes and it causes Emma to cry in pleasure under Ariel's ass.
Emma's eyes begin to roll into the back of her head and her body just can't handle the pleasure. Her ass and pussy are expertly being fucked by Ariel and Natalie. Their fingers are rapidly moving in and out of her holes and her orgasm is banging on the door hard. She keeps licking Ariel's asshole for a little while longer, but she has too stop. Her arousal is taking control over her body and she suddenly begins to scream into Ariel's ass. Her pussy explodes against Ariel and Natalie's chins, who are still making out above her.
Ariel and Natalie break their kiss when Emma's juices hit their chins. They move their heads out of the way and pull their fingers out of Emma. They look at the trapped girl and laugh when Emma's pussy just continues to squirt for them. Ariel feels Emma shudder in pleasure beneath her and she pushes her ass down harder against Emma's face. They just made Emma cum and now it's time to smother out Emma.
Emma feels Ariel's ass press down harder against her face and her body begins to panic. She starts to squirm now that her orgasm is over, but Ariel and Natalie are holding her in place. Her nostrils are blocked by Ariel's skin and her mouth is around Ariel's asshole. Emma isn't getting enough oxygen and her muscles are starting to feel weak. She struggles for a few more seconds, but the lack of oxygen is causing her systems to shutdown. Emma's body spasms a few more times, before she passes out under Ariel's ass.
Ariel remains seated on Emma's face for a few more seconds after they notice that Emma passed out. Ariel slowly lifts her ass off Emma's face and she looks behind her. Ariel laughs when she sees Emma's face and the two busty fighters lift Emma's unconscious body off the floor. They walk towards Kristen with Emma's body and toss her at Kristen.
Kristen didn't expect them to throw Emma at her and she catches Emma at the last moment. She gets knocked down by Emma and she lets out a loud cry. Kristen is on the ground with Emma laying on top of her unconscious. Ariel and Natalie laugh at the two losers and they walk towards the center of the ring. The referee announces that Ariel and Natalie are the winners of the fight and raises both their arms.
Ariel and Natalie hug each other and rub their large breasts together. The crowd is chanting their names and they kiss each other. Ariel and Natalie put on a little show for the audience and after about two minutes, they leave the ring together. The crowd is still chanting their names, as they head to the locker room for some post-match fun."
- Submission by Vitezislav
Emma Watson vs. Alison Brie (Title Match)
"Emma Watson had been largely without an equal since the Federation embraced the weight class model; falling only to former Strawweight Champion, Megan Fox, before ultimately reclaiming the belt and never looking back. Despite having proven to be an extremely worthy challenger herself, Brie had already fallen twice to Watson, albeit neither with the Title on the line. The lithe brunette was hoping higher stakes would allow her to raise her game and slay the increasingly bombastic Brit.
Having participated in two Buck Naked Beauties matches to-date, Alison was unfortunately becoming all too familiar with the bright lights of this arena bathing her every fold of flesh, as she once again found herself spotlighted in her birthday suit some ten minutes in. Not known as one of the more devious or trophy-hungry fighters in the league, Watson was almost sheepish as she pulled away from their latest twirling exchange with an awkward grin, offering a remorseful apology after their frenzied grappling managed to unknot the chest of Brie's string bikini. The violent, chesty tornado left Alison's delicate, glistening frame completely nude after a similar wardrobe malfunction took her bottoms during a wedgie early in the bout. Lesson learned; no more drawstrings. Flushed a humiliated shade of red, Alison began to lose her equal footing as she pressed to end the fight before she'd lost all dignity.
Emma was a patient fighter, always in control, never reaching out of her depths for momentum. With every subsequent fight and Title defense, it was proving more and more obvious that the rest of the Strawweight division was severely lacking Watson's composure. Brie huffed with growing fatigue as she lurched through a pair of uninhibited swings toward Watson's jaw; the Brit nimbly dipping past the whizzing strikes with relative ease before countering with a sharp gut punch that seemed to immediately cripple and enervate the once-fiery brunette. Brie's mouth fell slack-jawed as her abdomen rippled, eating another bony elbow to the ribs before her limbs practically shut down, drooling helplessly as she was dismantled by a wicked storm of body punches, the last of which struck with a meaty clap just above her fuzzy, glistening mound.
Brie let out a throaty, guttural grunt as her knees buckled, collapsing into Watson's sternum before her sagging frame was straightened right back up. The brunette was wide-eyed as Emma cinched her digits around her throat, lifting the gurgling Brie off her tippy toes with a jaw-dropping One-Handed Chokeslam, splattering the squirming actress' spine against the mat with a thunderous explosion. Brie's frame curled as she was effortlessly suspended for only a split second before the back of her skull was driven into the canvas, her limbs detonating spread eagle before sliding slack, eyes rolled into the back of her head. The 3-count was gratuitous as Alison's naked frame pitched with violent convulsions, finally sputtering to an unceremonious stop as Emma planted a single palm atop one of her mushrooming tits, flattening the jostling brunette to the canvas with her Title belt still in-hand."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
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