Michelle Trachtenberg

Age: 32

Height: 5'7

Weight: 125 lbs

Bust: 32B

Hometown: New York City, New York

Record: 6 - 5

Wins: Michelle Trachtenberg (62%) defeats Taylor Swift (38%)

Michelle Trachtenberg (60%) defeats Keira Knightley (40%)

Michelle Trachtenberg (51%) defeats Natalie Dormer (49%)

Michelle Trachtenberg (51%) defeats Kaley Cuoco (49%)

Michelle Trachtenberg (54%) defeats Selena Gomez (46%)

Michelle Trachtenberg (67%) defeats Rosie Huntington-Whiteley (33%)

Losses: Jennifer Lawrence (74%) defeats Michelle Trachtenberg (26%)

Amber Heard (51%) defeats Michelle Trachtenberg (49%)

Emma Watson (54%) defeats Michelle Trachtenberg (46%)

Yvonne Strahovski (59%) defeats Michelle Trachtenberg (41%)

Katrina Bowden (51%) defeats Michelle Trachtenberg (49%)

Injuries: Jennifer Lawrence (74%) defeats Michelle Trachtenberg (26%) - Dislocated Shoulder - 4 Weeks

Rivals: N/A

Michelle Trachtenberg vs. Taylor Swift

"It seemed as though the entire arena, minus one person, was in utter shock at what they were seeing. The fight was no more than a few minutes old and from tape-to-tape, this had been a runaway. Taylor stumbled away from yet another empty-handed exchange blubbering as if she'd already thrown in the towel both physically and mentally, swaddling her milky white abdomen as Michelle looked on with venom dripping from her fangs. Taylor staggered clumsily toward the turnbuckle, unintentionally backing herself into a literal corner as the dark-haired brunette pressed her ever-present advantage. Michelle followed with a dismissive boot to Swift's backside, squealing as she clumsily sloshed into the corner turnbuckle, twisting to hit spine-first at the last possible second. Tay pleadingly extended a shaking hand between the two fighters, her other draped over the top rope as she pathetically mewled for mercy, but Michelle just seemed to stare right through her.

Taylor was passively compliant as Michelle confidently climbed up to the middle rope, straddling the blubbering blonde who appeared to be in no shape to put up a fight. Michelle gave Swift a foreboding wink as she clasped her hands at the base of her neck and launched herself backwards, tucking her knees to her chest as she went airborne. Michelle pulled the helpless blonde's face straight into her knees, their bodies exploding into a mangle of limbs as Michelle's shoulder blades hit the mat in a devastating double-knee drop. Swift lifelessly flopped to a stop flat on her stomach, head lulled to one side folded over her own arms. Michelle had hardly broken a sweat, seemingly all business as she rolled the gawky blonde to her back and swung a leg over Taylor's midsection for the 3-count.

"I'm putting every one of you on notice....this is piece #1 for my trophy case", Michelle scoffed into the nearest camera, awkwardly shimmying a limp Swift out of her diamond-studded bra and slinging it over her shoulder before dipping out of the ring."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Michelle Trachtenberg vs. Keira Knightley

"The entire ring was still violently quaking as the battered Brit lie face down on the mat, arms awkwardly folded up beneath her slight frame, the only hint of movement being the jiggle of her plump derrière twitching in unison with the springy canvas. Michelle exhaustedly picked herself up from alongside Knightley with a noticeable grimace, struggling much more to put away the wiry brunette even after landing a brutal DDT that nearly spiked the Brit's skull through the canvas. 

With a sluggish shove, Michelle sloshed the staggered Knightley to her back, her limbs flopping spread eagle with a gutteral groan as she rolled over. The brunette's fluttering eyes were met with a disgruntled scoff from Michelle, knowing she had to dig even deeper to finish this even if the last few moments had been one-sided. Michelle knelt over an already stark nude Knightley on her haunches, dismissively planting a stabilizing hand on one of the brunette's diminutive breasts as if she knew Knightley's chances in this fight were behind her. 

Once she caught her breath, Michelle slung one of her toned legs over Keira's fragile frame, straddling the motionless Brit as she blankly stared up into the rafters. With verbose encouragement from those looking on, Michelle sat back and eclipsed Keira's expressionless face with her bubbly ass, wiggling and grinding her backside over the Brit's nose and mouth as Keira suddenly sprang back to life. The desperate revival was short-lived however, as the brunette's token resistance was quickly quelled and snuffed out by Michelle's fleshy reverse schoolgirl face-sit. Michelle could hardly be bothered with the Brit's squirming, cupping each of Keira's pert breasts and riding out the frenzied bucking until she sputtered to a stop. Michelle gave her pommel horse one last sensual grind of her hips before sliding off the unconscious Brit, scooping up her loose top and bottoms off the canvas before adding them to Swift's in her trophy case."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Jennifer Lawrence vs. Michelle Trachtenberg

"Lawrence methodically stalked the drunken brunette, chasing a scattered Trachtenberg around the outskirts of the ring as Michelle tried desperately to prolong the inevitable. You couldn't blame the brunette for her arrogance, she hadn't had so much as a hiccup thus far in the CWF, but there were unanswered questions about her competition swirling around her coming into this fight with Jennifer Lawrence. Ready to put those questions to bed and prove Michelle had a ways to go before being mentioned in the same sentence as Lawrence, the shapely blonde scooped up the staggered brunette from behind and bent her into a paralyzing pretzel.

Michelle breathlessly mewled as J-Law ruthlessly stepped over her left thigh and hooked the crook of her right arm, contorting her lithe frame into a dreaded abdominal stretch. Trachtenberg's entire upper body strained as she threw her head back in agony, her pert B-cups and toned abdomen pointed toward the rafters as Jennifer refused to relent, awkwardly putting an immense amount of strain on Michelle's right shoulder. Suddenly there was an audible pop followed by a horrified scream from the bent brunette, immediately rapping her opposite hand across Jennifer's thigh in submission, but it was too late. Michelle crumpled to the canvas clutching her right arm, sobbing face down against the mat as she gingerly cradled her dislocated shoulder. The stern expression on Jennifer's face didn't change in the slightest, mouthing; "Too easy" to her overjoyed camp as she slid out of the ring."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Amber Heard vs. Michelle Trachtenberg

"Michelle entered this match a solid favorite with her 2-1 record against Heard's debut. Surprisingly, it was Amber that took advantage early, using her taller frame to quickly subdue the brunette with two handfuls of her hair, pulling Trachtenberg's head under her arm and grinding her face against the blonde's pointed hip. While the brunette was doubled over, Heard quickly added to her dominance so far by driving her knee and thigh upward into Michelle's soft midsection, smirking at the groans and coughs it forced from the brunette.

Trachtenberg was far from a push-over however, and eventually managed to grab onto Amber's thigh and with a push forward from her own legs, drive the both of them down to the canvas. Heard, shocked at this sudden turn of events gasped after the air was driven out of her lungs as the heavier brunette's ass landed on and crushed her modest tits.

"That's what an actual ass does to an inferior woman's tits!" Michelle shouts down at the still gasping blonde. "And here's what it's going to do to your face!" The brunette says as she turns around and buries Heard's face between her full, pale cheeks.

Amber reaches up and digs her nails into the other woman's back before dragging them down to the brunette's ass that is now suffocating her. With that bringing no respite besides Trachtenberg grabbing her hair and using it to shove the blonde's face further into her backside, Heard really begins to panic.

Stamping her feet as the lights begin to go out for her, Amber desperately kicks her long legs up and manages to trap the brunette's head between her ankles. With one last breath, Heard flexes her thighs and smashes Michelle's once dominant face into the canvas between her flawless thighs.

Gasping heavily, Amber finally sits upright to see her dark haired rival splayed out face down in front of her. She pays no mind to the fact that Trachtenberg's body is still twitching and rolls her onto her back. Placing both of the brunette's slack thighs against her shoulders, Amber leans forward until Michelle's knees are touching the mat on either side of her head for one of the most dominant matchbook-pins of all time.

Three long seconds later and Amber had secured a very impressive win in her debut match."

- Submission by Goro

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

Yvonne Strahovski vs. Michelle Trachtenberg

"The towering blonde's career had been an absolute enigma; struggling to dominate a handful of lower-quality and outsized opponents, but also going toe-to-toe with the Champion, Daddario. There was no mystery tonight though, as Yvonne had systematically dismantled fan-favorite Trachtenberg from the drop. Coming off a humiliating loss to Emma Watson, Trachtenberg had once again been a fumbling mess, clutching her bare, teardropping bosom as Yvonne devilishly stood across the ring twirling her busted bra by the shoulder strap.

The brunette seemingly was resigned to her fate as Yvonne once again approached with an unmistakeable gleam in her eye, sweetly cooing in Michelle's ear before taking her up by the scalp and ripping a piercing knee into her slender navel. Michelle delicately dropped to her knees, gulping for air and dribbling a stream of drool to the mat as Yvonne triumphantly stood over her. The brunette's freed tits mushroomed against the canvas as she wailed at Yvonne's feet, symbolically bowing down before her.

Not content to win by an undiscernable submission, the blonde mercilessly ripped Michelle back to her feet, awkwardly bending her over at the waist and chicken-winging her arms behind her back. With a stunning display of power, the Aussie lifted a hunching, mewling Trachtenberg off her tippy toes and pierced the canvas with her forehead. The brunette's frame landed face-first against the canvas between Yvonne's muscled thighs, sickeningly twitching and convulsing as she slid slack against the mat. Her movements were sparse aside from her legs uncontrollably spasming, her breasts mushrooming out from beneath her slender sternum as the blonde covered the limp brunette and scored a victorious 3-count".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Yvonne Strahovski vs. Michelle Trachtenberg

"Michelle's rid lipstick-coated mouth gaped open, a hoarse cry escaping her throat. Her eyes stared up, blinking through the tears, at the bright arena lights. She plants her black, stocking-clad feet on the canvas and pushes her hips off the mat, bridging her slender frame upwards. Michelle lets out an exhausted grunt as her pert derriere, covered in racy, black lingerie, slumps back down to the ring.

Yvonne casually props her arm up and rests her chin in the palm of her hand before pulsing her thighs even tighter around her prey's alabaster throat. Trachtenberg's eyes buldge out as she digs her fingers into Yvonne's toned thighs. The dark-haired beauty wheezes for air while softly bicycling her legs. This would be Michelle's final failed attempt at an escape before her slim, alabaster frame slumps lifelessly to the canvas.

Yvonne looks down at her foe's ruddy, mascara-streaked face and grimaces as a stream of Michelle's saliva dribbles onto her tanned thigh. She immediately releases her devastating leg scissors and stand up, allowing the referee to raise her arm. Yvonne stands over Trachtenberg, smirking down at her, "For weeks you have been threatening that you would sit that little ass of yours on my beautiful face... I guess we all see how that turned out for you, didn't we?" The blonde grins and kneels over Michelle's head, facing her stocking-clad feet. "Well," Yvonne simpers, "I you were about one thing. Someone is leaving this match with a face-full of ass!" The crowd reigns down boos and jeers as Yvonne engulfs Trachtenberg's face with her panty-clad tush and grinds her hips again the fan favorite's zonked out features".

- Submission by jdo90

Yvonne Strahovski vs. Michelle Trachtenberg

"Michelle Trachtenberg's fight against Yvonne Strahovski has been a disaster from the start. The tall experienced Aussie has been trashing her across the ring. Michelle knew this was going to be a hard fight, but she didn't expect to be dominated so badly.

Yvonne's fight has been going a lot better. The moment she stepped into the ring with Michelle, she dominated the fight. She quickly grappled Michelle pulling her in close and started to throw her around across the ring. At one point Michelle got stuck in the ropes and Yvonne was able to twist Michelle's leg painfully.

Yvonne pulls Michelle out of the ropes towards her and throws the brunette over her hip onto the ground. Michelle goes down with a loud groan, as her back hits the canvas. Yvonne quickly capitalizes the situation jumping down on top of Michelle. Yvonne however doesn't remain seated on top, but instead rolls to the side and traps Michelle's waist between her powerful thighs.

Michelle screams in pain, as the Aussie begins to increase the pressure on her waist. Michelle grabs Yvonne's top leg trying to get it away from her waist, but the blonde's leg isn't moving at all. Instead Yvonne tightens her scissor hold squeezing the air out of the brunette. Michelle eyes go wide and she loudly screams in pain. She sinks her nails into Yvonne's leg trying to somehow get that leg off her.

"Let go you fucking bitch!" Michelle cries out and begins to slam her fists down on Yvonne's leg.

Yvonne ignores the trapped brunette and grabs her wrists, so that Michelle can no longer pound away at her legs. Yvonne pulls Michelle's upper body towards her and she moves her upper body a bit towards Michelle. Once Michelle's head is in range, she throws one arm around it and pulls Michelle's head against her body.

"You like this bitch?!" Yvonne hisses at her opponent.

Michelle loudly groans and Yvonne knows that her opponent is in a lot of pain. She is exerting a lot of pressure on Michelle's spine and her legs are crushing Michelle's waist. Yvonne looks at Michelle's face and notices that it's completely red and covered in sweat. Michelle's hair is plastered against it and she is gasping for air.

Yvonne releases Michelle from her hold and rolls Michelle on her side. She traps Michelle's head between her thighs from behind. Yvonne quickly grabs Michelle's ankles and pulls them backwards. The brunette is placed in a painful C shape and she screams loudly in pain.

Yvonne traps Michelle's legs under her armpits and increases the pressure on Michelle's spine. The brunette is screaming in pain and tears are rolling down her cheeks. If Yvonne continues to increase the pressure, she might snap Michelle's spine in half. The brunette is loudly gasping for air and her entire face is bright red.

Yvonne squeezes her thighs hard and Michelle's eyes almost pop out of her head. The pressure on her head is insane and she is slowly passing out from the pain. Michelle taps Yvonne's leg signaling that she is surrendering.

"STOP STOP!!! FUCK STOP!!! I GIVE!!! MERCY!!! FUCK IT MERCY!!! PLEASE!!!" Michelle cries out in agony.

Yvonne slowly lifts her leg up releasing Michelle from her scissor hold. The next thing she does is releasing the brunette's legs and Michelle curls up into a ball from the pain. The blonde Aussie stands up and grabs Michelle by the hair. She forces the brunette on all fours and parades her across the ring.

"This loser bitch really thought she had a chance against me!" Yvonne mocks her defeated opponent.

Yvonne drags Michelle out of the ring and together they head back to Yvonne's locker room. The Aussie plans on using the defeated and broken brunette as her little play toy and dominate her sexually as well".

- Submission by Vitezislav

Michelle Trachtenberg vs. Kaley Cuoco (Skin-to-Win Match)

"The CWF seemingly pulled out all the stops for their highly-publicized Skin-to-Win Pay-Per-View. Social media was buzzing with mouth-watering anticipation for the opening bout of the stacked card. Kaley Cuoco and Michelle Trachtenberg, two fan-favorites whom were in desperate need of a win, were first to compete. Both women tried to hide their anxiety as they squared off in the ring. The notoriously humiliating stipulation of stripping one's competition nude before securing a pinfall consumed the minds of the competitors, the thousands of fans in attendance and the millions of fans watching at home.

Kaley Cuoco, her blonde hair tied in a messy bun and her body clothed in an oversized shirt and grey sweatpants, was no stranger to the degrading stipulation, having participated in the first ever Skin-to-Win PPV, -- a bout she decisively lost to Jessica Alba. In an effort to calm her mind, focused on her breathing instead of the deafening chants of "We want puppies!" (A slang pro-wrestling phrase for, "we want to see your tits") rang through the building. Kaley's attempt at tranquility was brought to an abrupt halt from the throbbing pain spreading across her chest.

Michelle Trachtenberg, her raven hair flowing down her back, made the bold decision to wear the bare essentials. Michelle showed off her toned torso with a black, compression sports bra. Her skin-tight black yoga pants hugged the curves of her lean legs and firm ass. Women typically wore more layers in order to hinder their opponent from stripping them nude. Michelle, however, was obviously dressed to please the fans and judging by the camera flashes and cheers, she was doing just that. It's for this reason, the crowd cheered as Michelle landed a sharp chop to Kaley's concealed breasts, sending the blonde toward the ropes. Kaley winced as Michelle landed another knife-edge chop to her chest.

Fight or flight kicked in for the sunkissed blonde and Kaley's brain chose flight. Cuoco rolled out of the ring and ran as Michelle chased after. The two women worked up a sweat as they lapped around the ring while the crowd pleaded for Michelle to catch her prey. Eventually Kaley scampered back into the ring. Unfortunately for her, Michelle was hot on her heels. A sharp THWACK sounded as Michelle landed yet another chop to Cuoco's chest. "Don't worry," Michelle grins and shoves Kaley in the corner, "I won't shove my pussy in your face like Alba did." The brunette giggles and, as Kaley is preoccupied with rubbing her stinging chest, rips down the blonde's sweat pants. The crowd, eager to see some skin, initially cheers. But, instead of seeing Kaley in a skimpy pair of panties, they see a pair of athletic shorts and their cheers turn into dissapointed boos. Michelle shakes her head, "Now your'e just annoying the fans and for that, I'm going to have to punish you." Trachtenberg winds her arm and delivers another chop, causing Cuoco to fall on her ass. Michelle rips off Kaley's shirt, revealing her hot pink push-up bra before pivoting on her heel. "Who want to see me plant my ass on her face?" Michelle asks the crowd, whom responds with applause. Trachtenberg begins backing up but suddenly freezes. She looks down to see Kaley's foot protruding from between her thighs.

The crowd is rabid, reigning down jeers as Cuoco pounces on her victim. Grabbing a handful of hair, Kaley repeatedly slams Michelle's face in the canvas. The pale brunette's taunts about Kaley's humiliating defeat apparently struck a nerve with the tan blonde. Cuoco, after smashing Michelle's face, uses her fingernails to rip and shred her foe's yoga pants until they are completely torn from Michelle's body. Despite the crowd's disapproval of Kaley's attire and actions, they can't stifle their approval at the sight of Trachtenberg's pale ass. Michelle's outerwear wasn't the only clothing that pleased the crowd. Her ass cheeks were unveiled for all to see, covered only by a black thong that contrasted her bubbly porcelain backside. But even after stripping off Trachtenberg's bottoms, the crowd was still against Kaley, jeering her as she angrily tossed the tattered pants over the top rope.

With an exasperated sigh, Kaley used her foot to shove Michelle onto her back. With her opponent face-up, Kaley kneeled between Michelle's legs, grabbed two handfuls of her foe's sports bra and began tugging at it. Kaley's veins bulged as she tried to rip the top off; but no matter how much she tried, the sweat-soaked material clung to Michelle's sweaty rack like glue. Kaley didn't realize how much time she spent attempting to rip the top off and allowed her opponent time to recover.

Michelle struck out like a viper, rising up and nailing Cuoco with a vicious jab between the blonde's eyes, dropping her to the canvas. Unlike her opponent, Trachtenberg wasted no time stripping off Kaley's clothing with ease. Kaley's frantic screams rang through the arena as Michelle taunted, "Why are you acting so modest? Everyone has already seen nude pictures of your slutty naked body all over the internet!"

Cuoco, face red, arms flung over her bare breasts and shaved vagina, was too hysterical to prevent Michelle from settling her panty-clad tush right ontop of her anguished face. A couple minutes of muffled squeals and erratic thrashing later, and Kaley was knocked out. Michelle leaned forward, hooked one of Cuoco's tan legs, and leaned back as the ref performed an emphatic 3-count".

- Submission by jdo90

Michelle Trachtenberg vs. Selena Gomez

"Selena was nervously pacing outside of her dressing room, trying to psych herself up and fight off the butterflies in her stomach. She was about to participate in her very first match in a new company. Of course, she had fought before -- she was well known in the celebrity catfighting circuit -- but this, this was the big leagues. She was so nervous she didn't even see the young woman approaching her. The woman reached out and touched Selena's shoulder, "Hey, Selena,"

Selena practically jumped 3 feet and whirled around, "OH SHIT! Don't scare me like that! Who are y... wait, are you Victoria?" Gomez exclaimed, holding a hand to her beating chest. "Shhh..." Victoria pressed her finger to her lips, readjusted her oversized hat and lowered her large sunglasses. Judging by her clothing, she was obviously trying to hide from the rest of the roster and the cameramen. She was still mentally scarred from her previous match and the horrific aftermath. "Tay wanted me to extend you an offer. I know you were close friends. She would like to formally invite you to join Swift Justice." Selena takes a step back and bites her bottom lip, "That's so sweet, but... ummmm... well, I've already kinda joined a stable. Mr. Drake signed me as soon as I joined the roster. He offered me a really lucrative contract and I..."

"So, what are you trying to say? Are you turning down the offer?" Victoria scoffs, cutting off Selena mid sentence. "What I'm saying is that I can't go back on the contract. Look, Victoria, I think it's so sweet that Tay wanted me to join but I must respectfully decline. And just because I'm in another stable doesn't mean we can't still be friends. I'd love for the three of us to..."

Victoria holds the palm of her hand in Selena's face, once again cutting her off, "Shut it, Gomez!" Selena looks shocked and tries, once again, to smooth things over, "What? I was just..." Victoria takes a step closer, getting nose-to-nose with Selena. "You've made your bed, Selena. Now you're gonna have to lay in it!" Turning on her heel, Victoria leaves. Before Selena can register what just happened, her entrance music plays...

During the match Selena, despite her being a newcomer, is putting up a valiant effort against her veteran opponent. Gomez is able to dodge several of Michelle's strikes and lands a volley of blows to her opponent's toned abdomen, sending Trachtenberg toppling through the ropes where she  awkwardly somersaults ass-first onto the thinly-padded floor. Selena uses the opportunity to take a breather. The young Latin-American beauty places her hands on her knees and sucks in long breaths, trying to slow down her heart rate. The referee, making sure Trachtenberg isn't injured, ducks through the ropes and checks on Michelle. While Selena catches her breath there is a sudden confused clamoring coming from the audience.

A thin figure wearing black shoes, pants and a black hoodie, with the hood up, hops over the barricade and enters the ring, sliding behind Selena. The dark figure whips Gomez around, punts her between the legs and spikes her face-first into the canvas with a cranium-rattling sit out facebuster! The figure darts from the ring and disappears back into the crowd. Michelle staggers back to her feet and slides in the ring, exchanging confused looks with the referee. Neither of them saw what happened, only the aftermath with Selena laying face-down on the canvas. With a shrug, Michelle rolls Selena over and peers down at the newbie. "I'm not sure what happened but, regardless, the outcome of this match would've been inevitable either way. Welcome to the CWF, sweetie!" Trachtenberg kneels over Gomez, facing the Latina's splayed feet, flashes a toothy grin and hikes her spandex booty shorts up high. With her prized buns on display, Michelle settles down ontop of Selena's uncomprehending features, enveloping the newcomer in the warm, suffocating embrace of her asscheeks. Only once Michelle was nice and comfy did the referee count the pinfall."

- Submission by jdo90

Michelle Trachtenberg vs. Rosie Huntington-Whiteley (Oil Wrestling Match)

"Newly stabled and fan-favorite, Michelle Trachtenberg, had been vaulting up the Flyweight rankings thanks to her last couple narrow victories. Another win here against an emerging talent like Rosie Huntington would have Michelle knocking on the door of the top-3 in her division. The brunette's guile was ultimately the deciding factor in this one; with perhaps a touch of renewed confidence now that she was finally wanted by a stable after remaining a free agent for so long. Despite being towered over, Trachtenberg managed to cut the statuesque blonde down to size with a relentless assault on her slender lower half; practically crippling Huntington-Whiteley to the point she lost her mobility. Coupled with the slip-'n-slide surface they were attempting to fight upon, Rosie was helpless. Finally snagging her wounded prey along the outskirts, Michelle managed to twist the lithe actress up in the ropes until she was too tangled to see straight; her upper half spent from the struggle as it draped invitingly over the middle rope. Mounting the squirming Rosie from behind and taking a rough seat atop her arched spine, Trachtenberg unleashed an astonishing Standing Camel Clutch that had the devastated blonde tapping in only a matter of seconds."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Katrina Bowden vs. Michelle Trachtenberg (Buck Naked Beauties Title Match)
"Despite the somewhat gimmicky stakes of this match, we were blessed to be looking at two of the hottest (figuratively and literally) Flyweights in the division. Winners of five in a row combined, Katrina Bowden and Michelle Trachtenberg were on a tear, with Michelle in particular looking to put herself in the conversation for #1 Contender among a myriad of others. Unfortunately for Michelle, the moment, and the stakes, proved too big for her to overcome. A seasoned veteran of these brutally invasive, humiliating naked bouts, Bowden was far more comfortable in her own skin when push came to shove, reveling in showing off the blubbering, humiliated brunette. In an unfathomably lewd and jaw-dropping display, Katrina borrowed her tag partner Stacy Keibler's smutty split-legged Corner Choke to arch and ring Trachtenberg dry. Bowden's slick, blossoming peach was invitingly displayed as she leaned into the suffocating hold, keeping her heel pinned to Michelle's straining throat until the lynched actress stopped pedaling and hung lifelessly still in the corner."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins