Megan Fox

Age: 31

Height: 5'4

Weight: 115 lbs

Bust: 32B

Hometown: Oak Ridge, Tennessee

Record: 5 - 4

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

Megan Fox (51%) defeats Miley Cyrus (49%)

Megan Fox (51%) defeats Margot Robbie (49%)

Megan Fox (51%) defeats Emma Watson (49%)

Megan Fox (52%) defeats Jordana Brewster (48%)

Losses: Scarlett Johansson (62%) defeats Megan Fox (38%)

Hilary Duff (51%) defeats Megan Fox (49%)

Emma Watson (51%) defeats Megan Fox (49%)

Lindsey Pelas (53%) defeats Megan Fox (47%)

Rivals: N/A

Scarlett Johansson vs. Megan Fox

"The sultry blonde was operating meticulously, seemingly re-energized by every throaty cry and moan of her raven-haired opponent. A slow starter, but she'd more than made up for it with an unstoppable snowball of momentum. Scarlett pressed the bare-assed Foxy into the corner turnbuckle, her bottoms long gone thanks to a flick of Scarlett's wrist that sent them slingshotting into the crowd, savoring the mouthwatering view as she split Megan's legs and draped each of her bronzed thighs over opposing middle ropes. Strung up and helpless to retaliate, Megan pleadingly extended an unsteady hand and mewled for mercy, her other palm cupping her vulnerable, spread mound. Through the crooks in her fingers however, the thin landing strip shaven just above Megan's bare cunt was still peeking through, acting as a perfect mark for the retreating Scarlett.

With a furious cry Scarlett crow-hopped forward and slung her foot between Megan's spread legs, an explosion of flesh-on-flesh erupting as Fox let out a horrified squeal. The tatted brunette melted to the canvas face first, folding over at the waist as her lithe frame unraveled from between her rubber shackles. Megan coughed and sputtered as her uncontrollable twisting and writhing brought her to her backside, peeling her eyes open to see an even more devastating sight; Scarlett's milky orbs closing in over her pained face.

The blonde willingly shimmied out of her cherry red sports bra, allowing her heaving bosom to spill free before dropping to her knees at Megan's shoulders. With an indelible smile and before Fox could even open her mouth to squeal, the blonde's DD's completely engulfed Megan's head. Johansson's fleshy pair mushroomed against the brunette's bucking form, her yelps and shouts almost inaudible through the blonde's chest. Scarlett was merciless, cradling the back of Megan's skull and sucking her even further between her cleavage in an unbreakable reverse breast smother. Megan's legs pumped desperately against the mat, fingers tangling in silky blonde locks but never challenging Scarlett's resolve. Foxy finally began to slow after a few breathless moments in Scarlett's iron-clad breast smother; her concerted efforts to squirm free slowly growing more and more uncoordinated before stopping altogether as her four limbs fell limp in unison. As Megan began to twitch and spasm into unconsciousness, Scarlett finally found it fit to raise off her lifeless foe, revealing the sweat-soaked features of the beaten brunette. As the elongated 3-count rang out, Scarlett sensually slithered over Fox, delicately brushing her fingers up and down Megan's laboriously-rising abdomen, grazing over her naval before tracing her bare cunt. Without so much as a word of celebration, Scarlett bent down and laid a gentle kiss on Megan's forehead before raising both arms in victory."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Megan Fox vs. Jennifer Aniston

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

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

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Miley Cyrus vs. Megan Fox

"It was a battle of sex symbols as Miley And Megan faced off in the ring. Both wearing sexy lingerie trying to look better than the other. Miley started aggressive. She wanted to make a statement. She had almost won the match in the first few minutes getting Megan in a choke hold. Miley was laughing like she had aleady won, even licking Megans cheek. Megan's eyes went wide with panic. She couldn't lose to this nasty little slut. She'd never live it down. Summoning all her strength Megan flipped Miley over and off of her back with a scream of fury. Miley's back hit the mat hard with a cry of pain.

Megan wasted no time stepping over and standing with one foot on each side of the downed pop singer. Megan reached down and grabbed her hair in one hand and raised her fist. With a cocky smirk Megan said "Welcome to the CWF slut". Miley squirmed and made a frightened sound as she tried to squirm away. Megan showed no mercy and started slamming her fist into Miley's cheek over and over until she was out, held up only by Megans grip on her hair. Megan tossed her down in disgust. She removed Miley's panties to take as trophy but with a groan of disgust she realized they were soaked. "Any kind of attention at all gets you off doesnt it you nast bitch?" She said tossing the panties down on Miley's face and leaving her defeated in the ring for all to see".

- Submission by fasteddy44641

Megan Fox vs. Margot Robbie (Hit The Beach Match)

"After 15 minutes of very competitive fighting, both women were topless rolling on the mat like two wild cats. Finally Margot managed to get on top and sit on Megan's chest, squashing the brunette's tits under her ass and pinning both of Foxy's arms to the mat.

"I think you have something to say, don't you SLUT!?" Margot smiled down at her foe.

"Yeah, FUCK YOU! Once you get your fat ass off!" SLAP. Margot backhand bitch-slapped Megan across the face, hard.

"You've got a big mouth, let me fix that bitch!" Before Megan could use her free hand, the blonde slammed her ass down on Megan's perky tits, slowly and sensually sliding her bikini covered crotch over Megan's gorgeous mouth and nose. While still holding Megan's left wrist pinned down on the floor, she pulled hard on Megan's hair to lock in an air tight pussy smother.

"I'm going to make you my bitch!" The blonde said as she slowly started grinding herself over her opponent's pretty features. The brunette slapped and punched at Robbie's ribs but that did nothing to stop the humiliating move. As the hits started to slow down, Margot lifted her crotch off Megan's face and asked; "Do you have something to say? Do I need to knock your ass out or will you just  give up now and start eating me like the horny slut that you are?!"

Megan just stared blankly at her foe as she took deep breaths; "Now get up SLUT!" Margot slowly rose up to her feet with a good grip on Megan's hair, pulling Megan up on her knees. SLAP! Margot lands another hard hit!

"Say it!" SLAP! "Give up you whore!" SLAP! All of this makes Megan Fox very angry, and despite her weak state she catches the next slap with her left hand and lands a hard hit right between Margot's slightly spread legs that makes the blonde cup her crotch with both hands. Megan grabs Margot by the ankles and pulls hard and the sexy blonde falls down on her back with a THUD! As Robbie rolls over on all fours, Megan gets up looking very focused and angry and lands another low blow but this time with her foot that send her opponent face down on the mat. The brunette kneals down with Margot's head between her thighs and pulls both of Margot's arms behind her back. As Margot screams in pain having her head being squeezed between Megan's thighs, the brunette uses her top to bind both of Margot's wrists.

"Let's find out who's going to be whose bitch!" With that said Megan grabs the back of Margot's bikini bottoms to pull her nice looking ass up in the air and with no mercy she uses all her strength to spank the blonde's ass as hard as she can, landing slap after slap as the stunned crowd start to cheer for her. The blonde can hardly believe what is happening; a minute ago she was about to finish over Megan's face and now she's having her head squeezed and her ass spanked brutally by the furious Foxy! Not stopping for a second, Margot's ass cheeks start to turn bright red as she cries in pain and humiliation. With a hard pull Megan rips the blonde's bikini bottoms leaving the sexy girl naked in all her glory as the crowd explodes.

"You want to cum like a bitch?! Let me help you, you fucking street whore!" Megan SHOVED two fingers inside Margot's already wet womanhood and to make it even more humiliating she pushed her thumb inside the blonde's butthole! Just as Megan started to move her fingers in and out, Margot cries out her submission, her attitude changing 180 degrees as all she wants now is for the punishment and humiliation to stop.

"Pleasssseee! *moan* Stop! *moan* I *moan*....." Megan lands another brutal spank before beginning to finger bang her sexy helpless opponent even faster and deeper.

"I GIVE UP! PLEASE STOP! *MOAN* YOU WON!....* MOOOOAAANNN*...." And just as she screamed her second submission she arched her back, her body betraying her as she starts squirting hard, cumming all over Megan's fingers. DING! DING! DING! Megan removes her fingers ever so slowly and very sensually she licks her index fingers, landing one final spank before releasing the head scissor. Megan pushed Margot face down on the floor before sitting up next to her victim, exhausted but with a big smile on her face. After few moments she gets up and use her foot to turn the blonde over on her back, planting one foot over her defeated foe's face and posing for the cameras.

"I'm not finished with you slut! It's time to teach you a lesson!" With a hard yank she pulls the blonde up to her knees and makes her lick and suck all her juices off her fingers and she gets payback by landing a hard backhand slap across Margot's tear soaked face as she tries to move her arms but she doesn't have the energy to free herself from her bindings.

"Who's my bitch?! FUCKING SAY IT!"

*Sobs* "I'm...I'm your bitch!"

SLAP! "SAY IT AGAIN, LOUDER!"

"I'M YOUR BITCH, I'M YOUR BITCH! Please! *sob* Stop hurting me!"

"Good girl! Now show me how sorry you are!" Megan commands as she takes off her bikini bottoms, her pussy already soaking wet as Margot gets another slap across the face before she buries her face inside Megan's crotch and starts to eat her out as good as she can! It only takes a couple of minutes for Megan to cum hard over Margot's face and after she's finished she shoves the blonde on her back on the mat. It takes couple of minutes for Megan to get up and search for some items and she comes back with a collar and leash, putting them on Margot before yanking hard on the leash.

"Get up bitch!" The blonde struggles to stand but when she finally does, Megan takes a strap-on dildo out of her bag. Standing on weak legs, her arms tied behind her back, the blondes eyes open wide when she sees Megan's white ribbed dildo. Without saying anything Megan pushes the dildo inside Margot and pumps a few times.

"Pleaseee.. stop! Just let me go and I promise that.....Aghhaghfds!" Megan rips the toy out of Margot's vagina just to shove it deep inside her mouth!

"Stop begging like a little bitch, you'll get humiliated as much as I want and I'm far from finished with your ass! Now move! We need to get to my place and don't you dare to drop my toy, got it slut!?" Margot submissively shakes her head up and down and a follows Megan as she pulls on the leash. Megan enjoyed Margot not only that night, she keeps the blonde for 24 more hours fucking her and turning her into Mistress Megan's sex toy bitch!"

- Submission by SaraJ

Megan Fox vs. Hilary Duff

"The fight has been an even match during the first several minutes. Megan got a few solid kicks in against Hilary. Her slight reach advantage allowed her to create enough distance for her to strike with her legs, while Hilary could only dodge and block without attacking herself. Duff had to take several powerful kicks to the side of her body and against her upper thighs. None of the kicks would ever result in a knockout, but as the fight progresses she might start to feel them. 

Every time Megan messed up with her kicks, Hilary brutally countered with powerful punches to Megan’s body. Fox let out several painful cries, as Duff’s fists slammed against her torso and breasts. At one point Hilary managed to snatch Megan’s leg before she could retreat it and placed a painful elbow in her upper thigh. Fox limped for several seconds and Hilary came at her with full force. She forced Megan against the metal bars of the cage and pounded her body.

Hilary tried to hit Megan’s face to knock her out, but Megan ducked under her fist and instead of hitting Megan in the face, she hit the metal bar behind Megan’s head. Hilary let out an agonizing scream and she feared she might have broken several bones in her hand. Megan pressed her advantage and started hitting Hilary’s body with her fists. Soon enough Duff’s body was as bruised as Megan’s body.

Thankfully for Hilary she didn’t break any bones in her hand and after having taken a beating from Fox, her hand started to function again. She balled it back into a fist and hooked Megan’s chin with it. Fox didn’t see it coming, because she thought Hilary broke her fingers against the metal bar. 

Megan crashes against the metal bars behind her and is stunned for a moment. If she didn’t have the bars behind her she would have dropped to the floor. Hilary quickly gets into her face and begins to unleash another barrage of punches. Megan holds her arms in front of her face to protect it. Duff however ignores her face and drops bomb after bomb against her chest. Megan’s body is rocking from side to side from the impacts. Her cries of agony fill the arena and Duff is starting to think she has this in the bag.

Megan however isn’t going to submit any time soon. While Hilary is focused on hitting her body, Megan sees an opportunity and quickly jabs Hilary’s face. She is forced to move back and the former Transformer actress moves away from the bars. She hooks Hilary’s body with her right fist and follow up with a left hook smashing Hilary’s breasts up. Duff lets out a cry and is forced to defend herself. Megan hits the side of her head with a surprise kick. Hilary almost falls down to the floor, but she is able to catch herself in time and remains on one knee. Megan tries to finish the fight with a knee to the side of Hilary’s head. 

Hilary’s fist shoots up from below and smashes into Megan’s crotch. The brunette actress lets out an ear deafening cry and drops to her knees. She cups her aching pussy and tears roll down her cheeks. Hilary slowly rises back to her feet and she grabs Megan’s hair. Her right fist moves back and it shoots forward at Megan’s face. Hilary wants to end the fight, but her fist never makes it to Fox’s face. Hilary suddenly drops to her knees and Megan’s fist moves back into position.

Fox delivered a crushing blow to Hilary’s crotch and now both are on their knees with tears in their eyes. Hilary managed to keep her grip on Megan’s hair and Fox returns the favor by grabbing Duff’s hair. The two begin to pull and rip at each other’s hair. The two hellcats are screaming and yelling. Both of them are enraged and their methodical way of fighting is thrown out of the window for the moment. Their nails are scrapping each other’s scalps and Megan is the first to hold a handful of hair that is no longer attached to Hilary’s scalp. 

Megan waves her hand in victory, but soon enough she is screaming out loud. Hilary rips a handful of hair out of Megan’s scalp and throws it into her face. Megan let’s go of the detached hair in her hand and goes back at trying to rip out more of Hilary’s hair. The fight is getting vicious fast and it doesn’t take long for both of them to pull out more hair out of their opponent’s scalp. 

Megan is the first one to change her tactics and her nails begin to scratch Hilary’s face. Her opponent screams out in anger when she feels Megan’s nails going down her cheeks. Hilary lets go of Megan’s hair and instead of going for her face, she sinks her nails into Megan’s tits. The fabric is quickly ripped to shreds and Megan’s twins appear for everyone to see. Megan screams out in pain when Hilary’s nails dig into the soft flesh of her orbs. Megan’s claws leave Hilary’s face alone for the time being and grab hold of Hilary’s top. With a powerful tug she rips it and exposes Duff’s fleshy orbs. Megan’s nails shoot into the soft flesh and dig in deep.

The two women are back to screaming and yelling at each other, while they maul the other’s boobs. So far neither of them are willing to give in and keep their vicious assault going. Streams of blood are running down their chests. Megan’s nails seem to be slightly sharper, as she is able to draw more blood. Hilary finally submits to the breast mauling and releases Megan’s twins. She however isn’t giving up the fight yet. She hooks her fist into Megan’s stomach and the brunette actress bends forward gasping for air. Megan’s hands move away from Hilary’s mauled tits and she wraps them around her stomach. 

Hilary’s next move isn’t the smartest and causes them both a lot of pain. She grabs Megan’s head and slams her forehead into Megan’s forehead. Both are stunned for a moment and rub their aching heads. They both remain on their knees and close to each other. Duff is the first to slightly recover and she pushes Fox on her back. She tries to mount her opponent, but Megan isn’t making it easy. She keeps moving her body, but suddenly she comes to a halt. The top of her head crashes into a metal bar of the cage and Hilary uses the moment to mount her.

Duff straddles Fox’s chest and grabs Megan’s arms that are going towards her breasts. “Not this time slut!”

Hilary slams Megan’s arms against the metal bars and the brunette actress is screaming in pain. It feels like Hilary is trying to break her arms and she desperately tries to pull them down. Duff notices Megan’s attempt to get her arms down and she suddenly releases them. Megan brings her arms down to her chest and this was the mistake Hilary was hoping for. She scoots forward a bit and traps Megan’s arms against her own chest by sitting on them. 

“Got you now!” Hilary says with a big smile on her face.

She can see the fear in Megan’s eyes and the Transformer actress knows this is going to be the end of the fight. She has no way to defend herself and the onslaught indeed happens. Hilary smashes her fists in rapid succession into Megan’s face and after a couple of brutal blows she goes knock out. Hilary however lands a couple more shots to Megan’s face, because she fucking hates her for what she did to her hair and breasts. Megan’s face is a bloody mess and blood runs out of the corners of her mouth onto the metal floor of the cage. Duff remains seated on Fox’s chest and raises her arms in triumph celebrating her win with her fans. As a final insult she spits into Megan’s face, before standing up and placing her foot on Megan’s unconscious body".

- 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

Megan Fox vs. Jordana Brewster (Title Match)

"The Fast & Furious star had been on a meteoric rise through the Strawweight rankings, earning a shocking chance at the title belt just three fights into her budding career. The veteran Foxy, however, was tested, sharpened by the iron of some of the Flyweight division's heaviest hitters and most notable stars. At the first true sign of resistance in the form of a younger, more agile, Megan Fox, the elder Brewster was starting to crumble.

The taller, gangly brunette slumped in the corner as the entire arena seemed to rise to their feet in unison, holding their breath as the air became paralyzingly weighted with the prospect of finally crowning the first CWF Strawweight Champion. Jordana batted her long, painted lashes as she clutched her bare chest with one palm and her naked mound with the other, her diminutive bosom swelling with increasingly rapid panting as Megan now towered over her. Her plump cheeks were split by the steel turnbuckle post as she exhaustedly crumbled to a seat, her lean gams sliding into the splits as she hit the canvas with a weighted thud.

Fox retreated a handful of steps, drunkenly staggering in her own right, but with a determined grin plastered across her sweat-soaked features, her satiny mane draped over her shoulder in a messy pony. Jordana planted a palm against the mat to straighten her wilting frame, her slender abdomen flexing as she crunched over at the waist, attempting to rise off the mat but unable to command her disobedient limbs. With an ear-splitting shriek, Megan suddenly began to bound across the ring, crow-hopping before leaping into the air and recklessly colliding with the seated Brewster. At the last possible moment, Megan split her legs and *THWACK*

There was a fleshy clap as Megan carelessly slung her frame into Jordana's, animatedly bouncing atop the slumped brunette with a breathtaking Bronco Buster. Jordana's frame buckled and convulsed with each trampoline, mewling as Megan sensually ground her hips against her pursed lips, getting a sloppy faceful of Megan's bare slit. In a message-sending act of overkill, Megan athletically wrapped one of her legs around the ringpost and tightened a crippling, yet inventive iteration of a Triangle Choke. Jordana's bulbs vacantly fluttered into the back of her skull as Foxy crunched her toned abdomen, bearing her weight down on the fading brunette. Brewster's nose wiggled and scrunched before parting Megan's plump pussy lips, a shutter running up the future Champion's spine as the challenger drowned in folds of flesh. The light patter of Jordana's palms against Megan's bronzed thighs slowly faded before they fell weightedly to the mat, a final 3-count ringing out as Megan maintained her victorious perch, a single arm raised in unison with the referee's count.

"And your NEW Celebrity Wrestling Federation Strawweight Champion, Megan Fox!!!!"

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Megan Fox vs. Jordana Brewster (Title Match)

"An electric current of excitement buzzed through the air, causing the fans in attendance to rise from their seats. Their rowdy cheers filled the sold-out arena, drowning out the grunts of exertion from within the squared circle below. The fight to crown the inaugural CWF Straweight Champion was underway, and it was already living up to the hype!

Megan's attitude, despite her opponent's flawless record, was arrogant as ever. Her bronzed frame was scarcely clothed with her signature attire -- a black lace bra, a matching, barely-there thong, and black leather, knee-high boots. Megan's playful demeanor and sultry outfit was the polar opposite of her opponent. Once Jordana Brewster entered the ring, she immediately kicked off her high-heeled  slip-ons, opting for stability as opposed to sex appeal. Brewster, ever the fashionista, is garbed in a solid white, sleeveless romper. Although the top didn't show any cleavage, the diamond cutout on the back showed off her toned back and the high-cut shorts accentuated her long, lean legs.

Megan, despite getting in some impressive offense, would end up repeatedly squandering away every opportunity to finish her foe off. Once Fox had Jordana hurt, she would try to strip off Brewster's attire; however, no matter how hard she pulled, the one-piece garment stayed on tight. Jordana's choice of attire was an absentminded afterthought. Jordana knew Fox's reputation, both from hearsay and from watching her matches, and knew she got some kind of sick, perverted pleasure from stripping her foe's naked. So, Brewster chose to wear something that would be very difficult to remove.

Megan, on her fifth attempt at shredding off the top portion of Jordana's one-piece, was met with a fist to the face. Fox stumbled back a few steps, holding a hand up to her chin. Jordana scrambles to her feet and piles on the pressure, pushing Megan backwards with a volley of blows. A particularly nasty right cross sends the sultry vixen spine-first into the corner. Fox wheezes, her arms slumping to her sides, her eyes vacant. Taking a step back, Jordana surveys her winded rival, a smile creeping on her lips. "Well, well, well," Brewster snickers, "it looks like someone can't keep up. But that's no surprise. No one can keep up with me in this federation." Brewster leans in and, taking a page out of Fox's playbook, seductively whispers, "I know you were hoping to sit that diseased pussy of yours on my face, like you have with so many others, but it's just not meant to be. But, I do hope you have fun sucking my toes. You're so twisted, you'll probably enjoy it." Jordana uncharacteristically nibbles on Megan's earlobe before backing up. With an aggressive roar, Brewster sprints forward, lowers her shoulder and aims for Megan's abdomen.

The crowd let's out a collective, sympathetic groan as Brewster plows straight into the metal turnbuckle post. Megan, at the last possible second, had moved out of the way. Jordana howls in pain, her body, bent at the waist, remains between the middle and top buckle. It's Megan's turn to snicker as she strolls over, giving Brewster's elevated ass a playful slap. "Oh, my... Jordan, hunny, that looks like it hurts." Jordana winces and tries to move, but cries out, "My shoulder! I.. I think it's dislocated."

Megan, feigning concern, places her palm on her cheek, "Oh, no! That's terrible. Here, sweetie, let me try to help you." Megan sneers, running her hand up Jordana's inner thigh, pushing into the leg opening and running her fingers across the thin patch of cotton. As Megan's right hand works on Brewster's womanhood, her left hand goes to work unzipping the back of Jordana's romper. A cold shiver runs down Brewster's spine as Megan's nimble fingers rub her kitten. Fox ramps up the manipulation, working in concentrated circles, and whispers in a sultry tone, "I know you were planning on leaving with some dignity tonight, but it's just not meant to be," Fox mockingly gloats as she slides the shoulder straps down and pulls the top down her foe's torso. Before Megan continues her manipulation, she pulls the romper down Brewster's legs, leaving her foe in a dainty pair of white cotton bra and panties.

"Now that's taken care of," Megan grins, slinging the discarded garment over the ropes, "back to the matter at hand." Just as Megan begins sliding her hand under Brewster's undies, the trapped diva comes to life! Jordana, fighting through the pain, slams her elbow back into Megan's skull. The dark-haired seductress stumbles away, turning her back on the taller brunette and clutching her temple. Jordana, painfully trudging forward, squats down, places her head between Megan's legs and wraps her arms around Megan's thighs. Jordana lifts Megan up onto her shoulders for her finisher, and electric chair drop she dubs the Brewster Seat. Camera strobes illuminate Jordana as she proudly displays Fox's squirming frame on her shoulders.

Brewster tries finishing the maneuver and, in an attempt to face-plant her foe, raises up on her calves. The dark-haired beauty groans, her teeth gritting, her muscles straining as the pain in her shoulder intensifies. Jordana begins to slump to a knee, then, in a flash, Megan swivels on Brewster's shoulders, shoving her thong-clad crotch against her foe's face. Megan wraps her legs around her opponent's  neck and flips backwards, driving the back of Brewster's skull with a devastating hurricanrana!

Jordana's lean gams fly up on impact and are immediately hooked by Megan, whom leans forward, pressing her crotch against Jordana's mouth and nose, pinning the leggy brunette for the three count. Megan, still hooking Jordana's left leg, reaches back with her right hand and rips off her white panties. Fox grins down, her leering gaze glued on Brewster's buldging, horrified eyes, and thrusts her pelvis and her fingers at the same time. Jordana's muffled squeals vibrate against Megan's hungry snatch, driving the lecherous victress wild.

Fox continues manipulating her foe's smooth-shaven cooch, bringing her right to the brink of climax before stopping. Megan removes her dripping fingers, placing them in her mouth and sucking the juices off, "Loser's don't make it across the finish line, that spot is reserved for winners." Megan cruelly sneers and grinds her hips faster and faster until, finally, she gasps. Her sticky nectar soaks through her panties and oozes onto Brewster's fushed face.

As Fox climbs to her feet, the referee presents her with the championship belt. Megan secures the belt around her waist and poses over her defeated foe. Before she leaves Megan leans down and chuckles at her rival, "You know how you always steal your opponent's bras after a match. Well, seeing as you have so many, you won't be missing this one." Megan rips Jordana's bra off, robbing her of her last shred of clothing. "Oh, and one more thing," Megan smirks and, with the gold belt wrapped securely around her waist, slides her thong down her legs. She picks up the soaked undergarment and shoves it inside Brewster's mouth! "A little something to remember me by," Megan sneers, kicking Jordana in the face, leaving her unconscious, spread-eagled nude carcass in the center of the canvas".

- Submission by jdo90

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

Megan Fox vs. Lindsey Pelas (Virtual Reality Gladiatrix Deathmatch)

"At one time the dominant Strawweight Champion, Megan Fox was looking to rekindle some of the fiery magic she once had by slaying intimidating blonde newcomer, Lindsey Pelas. Having already left the current Flyweight Champion, Stana Katic, in a naked, twitching, twisted pile of limbs in her debut, Pelas was looking to add another sparkly notch to her belt in just her second fight. Though with the stakes of tonight's battle, she'd likely need more than a suffocating breast smother to finish off Fox.

Megan had already pushed Lindsey well past the point Katic had physically, but as the blonde exhaustedly pulled herself back to her feet just a few short steps away, Fox was unable to do the same this time. Ever the shit-talker, Megan had finally been silenced; a throaty mewl for oxygen all she could muster as she windedly squirmed in the suffocatingly hot sand. Pelas' heaving, naked orbs gently teardropped and swayed as she pushed upright from where she'd landed, suplexing a stunned Foxy across the unforgiving arena floor. Lindsey swept sweat-caked strands of her blonde locks from her eyes and twisted her disheveled mane back into a tight pony tail, straightening and posturing her nude form high above the crumpled brunette at her feet. Pelas' bronzed, impossibly curvy frame poured with heavy beads of sweat as she exhaustedly lurched forward and approached the downed Fox, her arms unsteadily quaking before they stiffened with resolve at the prospects of finally finishing this brutal affair.

Megan's piercing bulbs widened as her mouth still hung agape, spilling a breathless stream of drool down her chin as her legs began to churn in the sand once she felt Lindsey at her back. Her rosy-painted nails clawed in vain as she made little progress; her nude, beaten form little more than a crumpled, twisted heap of flesh, unable to find traction as she clumsily squirmed no more than a few inches forward before her dark mane was snagged. A throaty heave erupted from her lips as Pelas pulled up on her scalp, lifting her naked, mushrooming bosom from the sand. With a resigned grunt, Megan rolled to her back and finally faced her attacker; her lithe, panting abdomen flexing as Lindsey bent down and traced her free hand over Megan's navel. With a sharp, abbreviated squeal, Megan's naked torso suddenly stiffened as the blonde traced her digits between Megan's gently parting thighs, then without warning tugged on the thin landing strip of pubic hair shaven above her cunt. Following in-tow, Megan rose at Lindsey's command, obendiently heeling as Pelas ruthlessly yanked her to her feet.

Lindsey was hardly content with the punishment she'd dished out, dipping her shoulder and draping Megan's delicate frame over her neck before lifting into an Argentine Backbreaker. Fox breathlessly howled as her toned, spent body was wrenched and contorted into a crippling "C" as Lindsey made sure to dig one set of talons into the inside of Megan's thigh, the other cupping her slender throat. Megan recklessly flung blind elbows toward Lindsey's midsection below, taking hunks of flesh with her strikes at an alarming rate for the blonde, refusing to submit to the fate awaiting the loser. Pelas winced with each blow that found its mark, staggering toward the center of the arena and nearly bowing out of the hold by genuflecting to a knee. Just when cutting her losses seemed to be the only option, Pelas ruthlessly dropped to her knees with a jarring Argentine Backbreaker Drop, crunching the writhing brunette's spine over her shoulders. Megan's jaw slung agape as her body limply dangled over Lindsey's rippling back, deathly silent for the first time all night as she melted in the blonde's grasp.

A sickening *CRUNCH* erupted with a series of snaps and buckles as Megan's limbs went limp, her naked torso twitching as she wailed at full-throat. The brunette's eyes glazed vacantly over as her once-lively frame wilted to a motionless stop, crippled by the bone-crunching backbreaker. No longer able to resist with her spinal cord buckled, Pelas shifted her weight and pulled Megan's limp, twitching torso over her shoulder. The brunette mewled and gurgled as her twisted features came face-to-chest with Pelas' overflowing bosom, blubbering before her entire skull disappeared between Lindsey's swelling orbs. Megan could muster little more than a few fleshy pitches and convulsions as she was awkwardly twisted and suffocated by Pelas' heaving chest, her naked lower half gently, limply swaying with each merciless wringing of her frame by the blonde. The brunette's plump, bronzed slit peeked out from between her slender thigh gap as her painted toes curled, seemingly on the precipice of breathing her last breath before another jarring *SNAP* exploded from Pelas' bosom. With Megan helplessly sucking in her last few breaths, Lindsey mercilessly swaddled the back of Fox's cranium, tucking her smooshed features even tighter to her sternum before twisting the brunette's neck half a revolution. Megan's naked frame pitched with one last series of convulsions before stiffening over the blonde's shoulder, then finally Pelas tossed the crumpled corpse to the sand at her feet. Megan's glossy bulbs stared blankly skyward as her neck awkwardly bent sideways, tits up, her slender thighs easing into the splits as Lindsey planted a heel on her naked sternum, mushrooming her bosom flat to her chest, victorious over another fallen Champion."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Megan Fox vs. Lindsey Pelas (Virtual Reality Gladiatrix Deathmatch)

"What began as a relatively even and back-and-forth fight between one of the up and coming young stars of the CWF's Bantamweight Division, Lindsey Pelas and former CWF Strawweight Division Champion, Megan Fox eventually turned ugly for one fighter. However, before that happened the match lived up to hype and billing of the match as a high intensity bout between an experienced former champion and the best rookie to hit the scene in some time. Lindsey had used her raw power and natural ability in the ring to inflict severe damage to Megan's body with various submission holds including a torture rack and a boston crab, while Megan, in addition to pulling off a clever headscissor on Lindsey, used weapons effectively to even up the fight. With both fighters wearing VR tactile suits with neural links configured to trigger the exact same feelings their virtual representations would up until the end of the fight, it is easy to imagine just how fatigued they must feel in the game and in actuality.

With both fighters clearly dealing heavily with the fatigue and physical damage associated with this match, both fighters wanted to end this match quickly. When Megan Fox had managed to get Lindsey on her back following some clever moves in the corner, she intended to capitalize quickly. Megan climbed the top rope and leaped from it with her knees pointed directly at Lindsey's massive chest, hoping the damage would leave Lindsey dazed enough for her to grab one of the many available weapons and finally put an end to the match.

Unfortunately for Lindsey was able to roll out of the way, allowing Megan to crash into the mat and be left clutching her knees while howling in agony. Lindsey quickly seized advantage as after getting up, she pulled Megan up and whipped her into the corner. Megan's back slammed into the turnbuckle, dazing her a little. She tried to clear the mental fog, but by the time she did and saw Lindsey charging at her with a full head of steam, it was far, far too late.

Lindsey leapt into the air and the subsequent splash stunned the audience and caused Megan to collapse in a heap, unable to withstand the sheer force of Lindsey Pelas' 32F breasts slamming into her face at that speed. Lindsey dragged Megan's crumpled body to the center of the ring and pulled Megan's legs apart in a grapevine hold. Megan's shrieks of agony could have been heard miles away as Lindsey continues to abuse Megan's legs.

After 15 seconds of making her point, Lindsey cups her chest, taunting her opponent and showboating for the crowd. The crowd goes insane, while Megan shakes her head, disappointed in herself and terrified about what's to come. "Get ready to head to the No Air Zone, Megan...forever!" Lindsay pulls off her bikini top and then pins Megan's hands above her head while letting her tits descend onto Megan's face as she begins to smother her poor opponent out.

As Megan's breath is drained and strength is sapped, Lindsey gets increasingly confident in her position and lets go of Megan's hands, preferring to wrap her arms around the back of Megan's head and pull her deep into her devastating cleavage. All the fans gasp in amazement or horror depending on who they were a fan of as practically all of Megan's head (besides the hair) disappears into Lindsey's rack. After a mere 40 seconds in the hold, Megan's body goes limp as she passes out.

However, as we know this match can only end one way, so Lindsey keeps the life-draining breast smother locked on and lets her tits continue to devour Megan's face. Not too long after, Megan's VR representation's vitals flatline and Lindsey lifts her tits up to begin her celebration."

- Submission by NoAirZone