Sarah Chalke

 

Age: 41

Height: 5'7

Weight: 120 lbs

Bust: 32B

Hometown: Ottawa, Canada

Record: 2 - 4

Wins: Sarah Chalke (60%) defeats Daisy Ridley (40%)

Sarah Chalke (57%) defeats Emma Watson (43%)

Losses: Sophia Bush (53%) defeats Sarah Chalke (47%)

Emily Addison (61%) defeats Sarah Chalke (39%)

Lindsay Lohan (56%) defeats Sarah Chalke (44%)

Stana Katic (60%) defeats Sarah Chalke (40%)

Injuries: Emily Addison (61%) defeats Sarah Chalke (39%) - Sprained Ankle - 3 Weeks

Rivals: N/A

Emily Addison vs. Sarah Chalke

"Sarah appeared absolutely astounded as she sunk flat to her backside, shattered by a bone-crunching knee drop from the increasingly self-assured and buoyant porn star. Her smoky baby blues darted to the rafters, helplessly attempting to manipulate her splayed, insubordinate limbs as Emily gleefully paraded around her paralyzed opponent.

"You call those mosquito bites tits!? Poor thing... Let's see if the situation is any better down here". Addison venomously hissed in the direction of the vacant blonde, slinging Sarah's glossy black top over the top rope before straddling her midsection and cinching hold of her bikini waistband. Sarah's neatly manicured bush was slowly unveiled to raucous approval as Emily showily shimmied her out of her bottoms, leaving every inch of her spread eagle frame on full display.

Sarah was completely compliant, still too dazed to comprehend the extent of her humiliation as Emily lustfully ran her middle digits over Sarah's smooth pussy lips. Emily wasn't done however; taking a seat next to Sarah's motionless form, arresting matching wrist and ankle, and digging her heel into the blonde's exposed rib cage. Sarah finally jolt back to life, hoarsely squealing as Emily began to arch her delicate frame into an excruciating Bow and Arrow submission hold. The disheveled blonde's pert, bare bosom jut toward the ceiling as Emily contorted her writhing frame, the devastating hold lasting no more than a few seconds before Sarah began to furiously rap her submission against the canvas".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Sarah Chalke vs. Emma Watson (Beach Fight)

"There was an unmistakeable buzz of electricity in the air, one that typically didn't accompany an undercard fight such as this. On the heels of being butchered by blonde bombshell Brooklyn Decker, the heavy betting favorite Emma Watson was being put through the ringer by a relentless cougar nearly fifteen years her elder. Emma looked as baffled as anyone, doe-eyed and helplessly breathless as she continued to fearfully retreat from the blonde's assertive advances.

The tides began to turn just moments earlier when a seemingly accidental sleight of hand mishap left Emma guiltily holding Sarah's tattered bikini top; the bare-chested blonde venomously and vindictively pressing for revenge with reckless abandon. Emma had no answer whatsoever, clumsily trudging through the viscous sand and negligently backing herself into the ropes near the far turnbuckle. With a furious yelp, Sarah charged Watson, scooping up the frozen deer-in-headlights and flipping her on her head.

Sarah draped her Brit ragdoll over the corner turnbuckle in a binding Tree of Woe, agonizingly twisting her legs up in the pliable ropes to ensure escape was out of the question. A suddenly frenzied Watson attempted to free herself as Sarah carefully climbed the ropes, balancing on her haunches perched atop the turnbuckle just above Emma. The redhead's flexibility and athleticism was on full display as she craned upwards in a full-body crunch, her toned abdomen straining as she attempted to undo the shackles around her calves, her back parallel with the sandy ground below.

Sarah suddenly launched herself off the top of the turnbuckle, dropkicking an impossibly vulnerable Emma square in the jaw. Emma's lithe body went immediately limp as the back of her skull rattled off the ground, her arms lifelessly hanging sprawled in the sand above her head. A snobby Chalke leaned down and scooped a convulsing Emma up by the crook of her armpit, undoing the drawstring of her bikini top and slinging the sweat-soaked material into the crowd. The blonde sure knew how to please, leaving the unconscious Watson strung up in a humiliating Tree of Woe; her pert, perky pair defying gravity as she lifelessly spasmed, dangling upside down from the corner turnbuckle".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Sarah Chalke vs. Lindsay Lohan

"The more-than-game blonde was finally starting to show her age; her impressively lithe frame now wilting under the relentless pressure of the depraved redhead. "No pressure, no diamonds"; but there would be no diamonds formed tonight. Lohan could become untethered when she was engaged, and all it took for her to become a frothing killer was to have her top unwittingly ripped from her milky, heaving chest. Chalke had been requited for her innocent mistake doubly, as both her frilly, matte black top and bottoms littered the canvas around the two circling predators.

One of Sarah's hands feebly cupped her bare mound as she retreated toward the enclosing ropes; her plump, delectable pussy lips peeking through the skewed cover of both her fingertips and carefully shaped bush. Her teardropping B-cups trembled as she clumsily shuffled backwards, hoarsely squealing as the stalking Lohan scooped her up and effortlessly suspended the blonde atop her shoulders in position for a game-ending Muscle Buster.

Chalke breathlessly mewled as Lindsay slowly slid her grip down the blonde's slender calves and clasped her ankles, mercilessly bowing Sara's legs well past the point of a full split. The crowd reached a decibel level rarely heard in any CWF match thus far, drowning out the feeble cries of the wimpering blonde as Lindsay paraded her playtoy around all four corners of the ring. Sarah's split thighs quivered as every straining muscle and joint in her pendulous gams threatened to pop all at once, her abdomen scrunching into a crumpled heap as her spread cheeks pointed skyward in one of the most invasive, humiliating displays this league had ever seen.

Without warning, Lohan pulled the plug as her amusement level tipped and transformed to boredom, ruthlessly detonating the folded blonde against the canvas with spine-tingling precision. Sarah's frame violently twitched and spasmed as it exploded into the springy mat and fell deathly still, her sky blue lenses rolling into the back of her skull as all four limbs slid spread eagle. Lindsay swept disheveled strands of hair from Chalke's vacant eyes as her body continued to convulse on her back, scrunching the blonde's pert breasts together before placing a single palm on her sternum and calling for a 3-count".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Stana Katic vs. Sarah Chalke

"Exploding unceremoniously from the buried depths of the Flyweight rankings and vaulting to possible #1 Contender, Stana Katic would not be detoured from her dazzling comeback trail on this night. A very game Sarah Chalke had made the brunette work for her lead, but the aged blonde had begun to stumble down a slippery slope with Katic leading the leash.

That leash was literal at the moment, as Stana self-assuredly twisted Sarah's own sheer white bikini top around her throat and used the material to slingshot her across the ring. The blonde gulped and gurgled for oxygen as the biting spandex material tightened against her windpipe, her freed tits jiggling as she was forced into a trot, turning her back at the last possible moment as the springy ropes lassoed and catapult the hapless Chalke back towards a waiting Katic.

Stana stood with her heels dug in and arms wide open, her own naked chest glistening in bronzed contrast to the pale Chalke, a thunderous clap of flesh erupting as their two sternums splashed together. Sarah clumsily whipped to the canvas spine-first as if she'd hit a concrete wall, a mist of sweat exploding into the air and coating the mat below. The strangulated blonde hysterically pawed at her bare chest, panting for air but unable to catch her breath as the wind had been brutally knocked from her burning lungs. Katic proudly straddled the downed blonde and puffed out her naked bosom, her statuesque, glistening frame victoriously lording over the crumpled heap of flesh at her feet.

Without so much as a warning, Katic sensually craned at the waist and plunged her suffocating digits around Sarah's slender neck, hoisting the mewling blonde back to her feet. Chalke's rosy-painted toes brushed against the canvas as she swayed on her heels, gurgling as her flushed featured began to redden without blood circulation. With a callous screech, Katic lifted the blonde to her tippy toes then off the canvas completely, hoisting her nearly a foot off the ground in a breathtaking Standing Chokeslam. Chalke's ivory frame curled around Stana's extended forearm, gasping before her spine was driven ruthlessly into the mat below. The back of Sarah's skull slung with a bony thud to the mat and immediately rendered her unconscious, her splayed, naked frame sickeningly twitching as Katic pulled a single leg cover, beaming ear-to-ear as the 3-count rang out".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins