Victoria Justice

Age: 24

Height: 5'6

Weight: 110 lbs

Bust: 32B

Hometown: Hollywood, Florida

 

Record: 2 - 8

Wins: Victoria Justice (51%) defeats Mandy Moore (49%)

Victoria Justice (49%) defeats Avril Lavigne (51%) via RNG

Losses: Kendall Jenner (54%) defeats Victoria Justice (46%)

Emma Watson (53%) defeats Victoria Justice (47%)

Daisy Ridley (76%) defeats Victoria Justice (24%)

Nicky Whelan (62%) defeats Victoria Justice (38%)

Kristen Bell (59%) defeats Victoria Justice (41%)

Miley Cyrus (55%) defeats Victoria Justice (45%)

Kate Mara (51%) defeats Victoria Justice (49%)

Keira Knightley (51%) defeats Victoria Justice (49%)

Injuries: Daisy Ridley (76%) defeats Victoria Justice (24%) - Sprained Knee - 5 Weeks

Rivals: Emma Watson (0 - 1)

Emma Watson (53%) defeats Victoria Justice (47%)

Selena Gomez (0 - 0)

Avril Lavigne (0 - 0)

Miley Cyrus (0 - 1)

Miley Cyrus (55%) defeats Victoria Justice (45%)

Mandy Moore (1 - 0)

Victoria Justice (51%) defeats Mandy Moore (49%)

Kate Mara (0 - 1)

Kate Mara (51%) defeats Victoria Justice (49%)

Tag Record: 0 - 2

Wins: N/A

Losses: Watson/Stewart (66%) defeats Swift/Justice (34%)

Coleman/Steinfeld (68%) defeats Swift/Justice (32%)

Victoria Justice vs. Kendall Jenner

"Justice reached with every bit of willpower she had left for the ropes, her fingers just out of reach despite every strained push towards freedom as she felt more air drained from her lungs with every passing second. Kendall flexed her long legs with everything she had, determined to end her opponent once and for all after a surprisngly long back-and-forth battle.

Strands of black and brunette hair littered the ring, torn pieces of clothing draping over opposing turnbuckles after the two young beauties surprisingly great brawl.

Victoria threw her hand out towards the rope again and again, her face turning brighter and brighter red as her attempts became increasingly desperate, her hand practically clawing at the mat in vain. "I GIVE, I GIVE, I GIVE, GIVE GIVE GIVE GIVE!" Justice screamed, her hand battering against the mat in submission. Kendall's matching red face lit up in sadistic glee, keeping the hold locked on as she basked in the roar of the crowd. Watching as Victoria's taps grew lighter and lighter, it wasn't until Justice was nearly out that Kendall finally relented, pushing Justice off her lower leg with a cruel kick before standing and basking in her hard-fought victory"

- Submission by Mr. Drake

Emma Watson vs. Victoria Justice

"Emma approached the ring confidently,sporting a black bra and panties,she wanted to follow up her CWF2 victory over Alison Brie and didn't think the brunette she was eyeing clad in a pink bra and panties would take long to demolish,the early moments of the match backed up the English vixen's confidence she nailed a dropkick to a kneeling Vics skull stunning her younger opponent,Emma became cocky though and instead of pining her downed foe she decided to play to the gallery and taunted a prone Victoria"Vicky you aren't cut out for this wrestling lark Kendall Jenner bested you KENDALL FUCKIN JENNER"giggled an unaware Emma facing the crowd"how shall i crush this bitch huh! tit smother do you think"some of Emma's friends vainly tried to alert her that Victoria was stirring,but the brash English actress was still running her mouth when suddenly her crotch exploded and she went flying into the ropes,Victoria didn't waste time trash talking she quickly grabbed Emma's fair curls and attempted a rope choke,Emma's elbows lashed out wildly and luckily for her caught Victoria smack in the face ruining her pretty red lips,Victoria reeled dazed again but this time Emma wasn't about to let a second chance slip,and using her dance experience she leapt right onto Victoria's face and pining her opponents arms soon applied a crotch smother.

An already light-headed Vicky was powerless to respond,and her dark brown eyes were soon closing as Emma gloated"go to sleep Vics"as she ruffled Vicky's brunette mane,just seconds later Vicky was senseless and Emma swiftly rolled her onto her stomach and easily disrobed her,then a relieved Emma paraded the inert Victoria round the ring thankful it wasn't her being humiliated,finally Emma obtained a permanent marker from her fans and placing Victoria face down in the centre of the ring inked on Victoria's bum cheeks JUSTICE DENIED and leaving her tortured nude victim on public display Emma danced out of the ring signalling 2-0 with her fingers before jubilantly high-fiving her loyal entourage."

- Submission by tiger76

Daisy Ridley vs. Victoria Justice

"There are beat-downs and one-sided victories, and then there's what Daisy Ridley did to Victoria Justice. Daisy was a star, she was extremely fit and everything needed to be a superstar in the CFW, but she was a very disappointing 0-2 at this point in her CFW career.

She was thrown a bone, or Victoria Justice was again thrown to the wolves for the general public's enjoyment. Whatever the case, Ridley finally managed to live up to her high expectations and the already out-of-reach bar for Victoria to compete was raised up yet another level.

Even with her woeful 0-2 record, the odds-makers still had Ridley has the heavy favorite and it took no time at all to prove them absolutely right. An initial punch to Justice's soft stomach dropped her to her knees, the perfect height for Daisy to drive her knee hard into Victoria's chin, knocking her senselessly down onto her back in a groaning daze.

Daisy could have effortlessly covered her right then for an easy three-count, but she had something to prove. Instead, grabbed onto Justice's brown hair and yanked her up onto wobbly knees. Bending down, the Brit reached one arm up underneath Vic's thighs and twisted her up around her shoulders before slamming the younger brunette back-first down onto her outstretched knee.

Ridley smiled wickedly at the anguished howl that was ripped from her inferior opponent's lips, and she just added to it when she pushed down on Victoria's chin with one hand and her thigh with the other. Already beaten, Justice began to wail and sob in agony as she begged Daisy to stop; at the same time Vic began to shout her submission while tapping the Brit's back in another sign of submission.

After enjoying the feeling and sound of her opponent submitting for far too long, Daisy finally relented. But keeping her fingers gripped around Justice's throat, the Brit showed her strength and hoisted the squirming Vic up into the air and off of her feet. After slowly turning to face each section of the audience, Ridley stood up on her tiptoes and then slammed Victoria Justice down onto the canvas with such force that the American's body bounced up twice before finally falling still.

Rising up to meet the crowd's raucous cheers, Daisy placed her foot forcefully onto Justice's heaving, sweaty and unconscious belly with her arms raised high in triumph."

- Submission by Goro

Mandy Moore vs. Victoria Justice (Lumberjack & Jill Match)

"The pair of winless brunettes had taken turns failing to seize every opportunity afforded them, showcasing just how hapless and snakebitten each was as a fighter. You wouldn't expect it, but a sloppy, no holds barred contest was proving to be every bit as rousing and dramatic as a technical masterpiece. Despite her continued efforts, Mandy simply couldn't turn the youngster's lights out. Justice remained staggeringly resilient, absorbing all the punishment Mandy could dish and beginning to give it back to her tenfold until finally Moore began to buckle.

The fiesty Justice managed to get in tight on the lanky brunette, ripping her disheveled mane underneath her armpit in a loose side headlock. With a furious yelp, Victoria began to wrench and crane Mandy's neck, attempting to shuffle her toward the ropes where she could gain an extra pair of helping hands. With a debilitating flash, Mandy blindly raked her right hand across Vika's chest, snagging her tube top bikini and ripping the fabric down around her waistline. Victoria furiously slung the sputtering Moore from her grip, instinctively cupping her freed B-cups with both palms before spearing Mandy in the back of the knee with her heel.

Mandy clumsily genuflect to a knee, wailing as she clutched the pulsing joint and crumpled to her knees. Bubbling over with animosity, Justice planted her foot between Mandy's shoulder blades and ripped backwards on the waistband of her spandex bottoms. The paralyzed brunette breathlessly squealed as the stretchy fiber split her trembling thighs, digging ruthlessly into tender folds of flesh before fraying in Victoria's palms, crackling as they split straight down the middle. Victoria insolently slung the mangled remains out of the ring as Mandy delicately cupped her clean-shaven mound, mewling as she slumped to all fours.

Without skipping a beat, Victoria crow-hopped across the ring and planted the arch of her foot on the back of Moore's skull, snapping the brunette's face into the canvas with a stomach-churning Curb Stomp Face Smash. There was a pronounced crunch as Mandy's cheek whipped against the mat, her skull trampolining off the ground before her slender frame sank flat on her belly, lifelessly twitching in violent convulsions. Victoria couldn't move fast enough for the cover, beaming ear-to-ear as she dropped to her knees and slung an unconscious Moore to her backside. Mandy's pert B-cup breasts sloshed free from her slightly displaced top as she flopped to her back, still spasming as Victoria draped her bare bosom over Moore's and secured an emphatic 3-count pin.

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Mandy's plump derrière skid across the canvas as she was dragged by an ankle toward the near turnbuckle, beginning to wake from Vika's cranium-rattling finisher just as she slumped to a stop. Moore gently lulled to her side facing the center of the ring, vacantly swaddling her bare chest without registering that her tits had spilled from their spandex confines. As Mandy aimlessly writhed in the corner of the ring, the CWF's most fiery and detested heel took center stage; Lindsay Lohan.

LiLo was calm and calculated as she slid the small of Mandy's back up against the steel ringpost, her naked form helplessly facing the center of the ring. Mandy couldn't even see her attacker as she clutched the singer's loose ponytail, sliding her devilish fingers between Mandy's thighs and skewering the wounded brunette without warning. With ruthless aggression, Lindsay thrust her middle and ring fingers deep into Mandy's sex, delighting as Mandy's lithe frame squirmed with forbidden pleasure. In an instant however, Mandy's shivering bliss turned to paralyzed horror as Lindsay forced her thumb up Mandy's asshole. The frozen brunette let out a throaty moan as her body tremored, her golden brown nipples stiffening as Lindsay expertly pumped her digits through folds of flesh.

As Mandy began to lustfully pant, her perked chest rhythmically exhaling, LiLo suddenly ripped both her arms toward her own belly. Mandy's mouth dropped hopelessly agape, hoarsely mewling as Lindsay simultaneously yanked backwards on her bunched ponytail and speared cunt, arching the brunette into a crippling Ring Post Bowling Ball Backbreaker. Mandy's twitching frame torturously bent into an agonizing "C", furiously drumming her palm against the canvas in a fruitless submission.

Mandy's delectable, bowed frame was too appealing to be left alone; as one of the Lumberjacks finally stepped up to fill the languid brunette's gaping mouth. Lindsay snickered as the Lumberjack did what she could not, slinging his bulging cock free from his pants and stuffing it between Mandy's pursed lips. Moore powerlessly whimpered as the Lumberjack savagely muzzled her, ceaselessly pumping his engorged cock against the back of her throat. Mandy's eyes began to water as she gagged on his bulging appendage, finally being allowed to sputter for a life-saving gulp of oxygen as he pulled his suffocating shaft from her throat.

As Mandy desperately gagged for air, the Lumberjack traced the tip of his dripping cock over her sweat-soaked features, daubing her impenetrable trap and eye socket as she shook her head in defiance. Seemingly aroused by her spirit, he began to pump his own shaft, smearing his twitching cock between her fleshy tits before exploding across her bosom. The Lumberjack spurt wave after wave across Mandy's quivering breasts, finally stepping back to let the impatient redhead claim her prize.

Mandy let out a breathless groan of relief as LiLo finally released her ponytail and slid her fingers out of Moore's dripping sex, craning Mandy's slender, straining neck until they were eye-to-eye. Mandy's eyes reflected nothing but vacant hazel pools, her soft, convulsing breasts trickling with cum. Finally satisfied with her handiwork, Lindsay mercilessly hammered the brunette's skull against the pointed edge of the ring. Mandy's glistening frame immediately fell slack as her forehead exploded against the canvas, her body draped lifelessly over opposite corners of the ring, spasming as it dangled over the edge of the apron".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Victoria Justice vs. Nicky Whelan (Skin-to-Win Match)

"Victoria Justice may not be the most inept celebrity catfighter but when it comes to getting under her opponent's skin, she's a professional. Dressing up in a sexy, Crocodile Hunter-inspired dress, Victoria greeted her opponent with a, "G'Day mate, wanna put anotha shrimp on tha barbie?", before arrogantly flipping her dark hair back and curling her lips in a conceited smirk.

Victoria's mind games definitely worked, just not in the former Nickelodeon star's favor. Nicky, enraged by her impudent opponent, proceeded to obliterate the younger woman with a barrage of lightning-fast strikes, knocking the arrogant diva across the ring and into a daze. Nicky, fueled by anger, made quick work of Justice.

Victoria clutches her temples, as if trying to hold her head on straight, and awkwardly stumbles across the mat in her animal print high heels -- the only remaining evidence that she was, in fact, at some point fully clothed -- her dress, bra and thong are currently scattered amongst the cheering crowd. She incoherently blubbers to herself as she tries to retreat to the corner.

Whelan stalks behind her prey and, before Victoria can reach the ropes, performs her signature move 'Greetings from DowUnder'. Nicky drops down into a split and uppercuts Victoria, smashing her bare knuckles against her rival's bare pussy. Justice shrieks, her knees buckle, and she doubles over. Whelan, showcasing her athleticism, jumps to the top turnbuckle and leaps off; ensnaring her legs around Victoria's head, the vivacious blonde whips her body around, performing her finisher: 'The OverUnder' drilling the crown of her rival's skull with a headscissors takedown.

Victoria's nude body lay spreadeagle on the mat, her limbs twitching slightly. Whelan snatches off Justice's animal print heels, ensuring the slain American is void of any articles of clothing and, surprisingly, strips off her own yoga pants, revealing her tan asscheeks, encased in a tiny white thong. The blonde Aissie kicks her yoga pants to the side and straddles Victoria in a schoolgirl pin, recieving an emphatic three count from the referee.

Exulting in her victory, Whalen hooks her thumb into the side of her panties, peeling the fabric back, and drops her exposed, dripping, freshly-shaven vagina upon the face of her rival. For the first time tonight Nicky cracks a smile, beaming in delight. She tosses her head back and vigorously pumps her hips, savoring every last moment".

- Submission by jdo90

Victoria Justice vs. Avril Lavigne

"What was initially considered to be a throw away match between two notoriously underwhelming competitors turned into an all-out war. Victoria, fresh off her first ever win against Mandy Moore, was lulled into a false sense of security by her opponent's winless record. Victoria, clad in a two-piece black bikini, leisurely strolled to the center of the ring, her eyes taking in her short opponent, clad in her synonymous punk rock schoolgirl outfit.

Victoria yawned and took a lazy swipe at Avril's hair but, to everyone's surprise, Avril ducked out of the way and landed a spinning back kick to Victoria's gut! Avril, showing the heart of a champion, applied pressure on Justice, backing her up into the ropes and delivering echoing chops to the Cali native's tanned, bikini-clad breasts. Avril's feisty offense quickly shook Victoria from her lackadaisical attitude and the raven-haired beauty charged forward, tackling Lavigne to the canvas. The two women screamed out curses as they rolled across the canvas, each lady fighting for the advantage.

In the final moments of the match, Victoria was celebrating having just stripped off her foe's skirt. With her back turned to her opponent, Justice triumphantly waved Lavigne's skirt above her head. Avril, her top having been ripped off a few minutes prior, was scantily clad in a revealing cotton pair of black bra and panties. With an angry roar, Avril leaps onto Victoria's back and cinches Justice with a rear naked choke and sinks her legs around her foe's midsection, getting her hooks in. Victoria cries and stumbles in surprise, wearing the short blonde as a backpack.

After several seconds Victoria collapses on her knees. Avril falls onto her back, bringing Justice with her and squeezing with all her might until Justice falls limp. Once she feels her opponent is out, Avril jumps to her feet in celebration of her very first win. But her celebration is short lived once she sees the referee looking in the opposite direction. He never saw Justice go out because Taylor Swift, whom had been watching in the front row, had hoped the barricade, climbed on the ring apron and started causing a scene.

Avril stomped over to Swift to confront her. The two blondes began arguing, giving a groggy Victoria a chance to recover. Justice wearily limps over to Avril, drops down and rolls the surprised blonde in a tight roll-up pin. Swift climbs down from the apron, allowing the ref to turn his attention back to the competitors in the ring. He drops down and begins the three count. Victoria grabs a handful of Avril's panties and jerks them up, using them as leverage. The ref counts to three and awards Justice with the victory.

Swift slides in the ring and raises Victoria's arm. Avril pulls her wedgied undies out of her crack and, in a fit of rage, hauls back and decks Swift in the face. However, the offense is short lived for the spunky blonde. What follows is a two-on-one beatdown with Swift and Justice stomping Avril into the canvas. Victoria, adding insult to injury, sits next to her rival, grabs Avril's thin arm and locks in an arm bar!

Justice's abs flex as she sits up a little, looking with a satisfied smirk at Lavigne, whose eyes and mouth are wide open in pain. She takes advantage of Victoria's open mouth by slipping the toes of her left barefoot in! Avril yowls in protest, her tongue involuntarily scrubbing Victoria's tan toes. Victoria cranks the armbar, causing Avril to thrash violently.

Lavigne's struggles begin to fade as the lack of air and pain overtake her and she passes out. Taylor, with a smug grin, rips Avril's panties off, balls them up and shoves them in the defeated blonde's gaping mouth. Next, Justice strips off the punk Princess' bra. Victoria and Taylor place one foot on Avril's breast, Victoria taking the left breast and Taylor the right, posing victoriously as the crowd boos in displeasure. Grabbing a microphone, Taylor and Victoria put the rest of the roster on notice, announcing, "The team of Swift Justice is here and, from this moment on, they are in charge".

- Submission by jdo90

Victoria Justice vs. Kristen Bell (Skin-to-Win Match)

"Victoria Justice had admirably managed to scratch and claw herself out of the proverbial catfight cellar, leapfrogging her opponent in the standings with two wins in three recent contests. Despite her record, Kristen Bell unquestionably had held her own against some of the Strawweight elite. Starting at even-money, it was the elder Bell who had been the only fighter to show up to this jobberific contest. Despite her age, it was the younger brunette that was wilting, not Bell.

Kristen's diminutive, naked bosom glistened under the heavy overhead spotlights as she stood proudly over a bumbling Justice who was pathetically shuffling on hands and knees, completely out of sorts. Victoria's equally petite figure had been meticulously undressed by the plucky blonde; each toned, exposed muscle aching and straining as Victoria clumsily pushed to her feet with a whimper. Before the brunette could make it to equal footing, Kristen swooped in and scooped up Justice by the scalp, tucking her cranium beneath an armpit.

Victoria wailed as her frame sagged to half its height, her heels shuffling and sliding into the half-splits as Kristen kept her hunched at the waist, putting a burning pressure on her already noodly hamstrings. The brunette's slender thighs parted as Bell cruelly wrung and twisted her bent frame, wriggling a few more blubbering squeals from Victoria's pursed lips with each dig. With a wry smile, Kristen trailed her palm down Justice's naked spine, devilishly brushing her digits over the tanned hide before cupping Victoria's upturned derriere and crudely spreading her cheeks for the front few rows. The utterly humiliated brunette's knees buckled as she felt her curves and folds of flesh spread, her mouth-watering thigh gap on invasive display.

Before the brunette's muffled cries could reach a fever pitch, Bell feel backwards with all her dead weight firmly on Victoria's neck, pinning the crown of Victoria's skull against the canvas with a brain-scrambling DDT. Victoria's frame went rigid before turning into a pool of flesh, her stems awkwardly folding up beneath her spasming frame as she lulled to an unceremonious stop face down on the mat. A gentle nudge on her shoulder sent the convulsing brunette rolling to her back, her bulbs vacantly fluttering into the back of her skull. First reaching down and giving Vika's manicured mound of pubic hair a rough tug, Kristen then scooped one of her thighs and pinned it to her bosom, securing an easy leg-hook 3-count pin to end the brunette's misery".

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Victoria Justice vs. Kristen Bell (Skin-to-Win Match)

"For once it seems that Victoria Justice isn't trying to cheat her way to victory. The long-legged brunette, for the first time in months, isn't accompanied by her blonde teammate Taylor Swift. She has, however, continued her tradition of trash talking and demeaning her older opponent with a torrent of insults during the pre-fight press conference. The fight has been pretty even so far -- both women are stripped down to their skimpy thongs and bras -- and Kristen Bell, despite her age, is keeping up with the younger brunette.

Wiping strands of sweaty hair from her face, the half-naked Justice snaps her long slender leg forward in a malice attempt to low blow Kristen, but the short blonde easily catches Victoria's foot. "What we're you trying to do? Trying to kick my pussy?" Kristen smirks as she holds Justice's long leg, forcing Victoria to hop on one foot. "No, no, no. I would never do that to you. Please let me go." Justice begs. "Well that's a relief because it probably would've felt..." Kristen trails off. Still lifting Victoria's leg up, Bell drives the the top of her barefoot into Justice's crotch 5 times before releasing her ankle. "like that!" Kristen finishes, giggling as Victoria sinks to her knees. The tan brunette's eyes well with tears as she slumps forward. The thin covering of her skimpy thong provided virtually no protection from the devastating blows. She cups her pounding womanhood and is unable to prevent Kristen from ripping her bra off as she lets out a deep sob.

Just then, Bad Blood blares through the arena and a scowling Taylor Swift stomps down the ramp. The leggy blonde climbs onto the ring apron and tosses a pair of handcuffs to Victoria. The referee immediately sets upon the long-legged Pop Queen and forces her to return to the back. Victoria snags the handcuffs and successfully cuffs Bell's wrists in front of her body. To Justice's astonishment, the blonde beams, "Oooh, I knew you liked to get kinky!" Kristin loops her wrists over Victoria's head, pulling her in for a make out session. Justice escapes Kristin's cuffed clutches but is unable to prevent her face getting blasted by the blonde's swinging fists. Victoria falls onto her back and is knocked sensless as Bell rises up, takes a bobby pin out of her hair and unlocks the cuffs. Kristin peels down Victoria's panties, unveiling the brunette's sun-kissed, silky-smooth pussy. Kristin skips over and plants her thinly-vieled crotch ontop of Victoria's nose. The short blonde reaches back, scooping up her opponent's long, kicking legs. Kristin grinds down on her foe's shocked features as the ref performs a 3-count. The petite blonde celebrates her victory by grinding out a long and powerful orgasm, drenching Victoria's sobbing features with her juices".

- Submission by jdo90

Emma Watson/Kristen Stewart vs. Taylor Swift/Victoria Justice (Lumberjack & Jill Match)

"Emma and Kristen beamed at each other, as they held onto the ring ropes and applied a corner foot choke on their opponents. Their opponents, Victoria Justice and Taylor Swift respectively, could only sputter and flail their legs in desperation as their opponents cut them off from oxygen with their feet. It had been no surprise that the first tag team match of the federation had been between these two teams, after the humiliations Witchpire suffered at the hands of Swift Justice in the past few weeks. Indeed, Victoria and Taylor had spent the upcoming weeks gloating about the upcoming match, clearly intent and eager to use the lack of rules to their advantage. They had even come to the ring in full royalty regalia, clearly believing themselves to be CWF royalty, much to the chagrin of the crowd and the lumberjack wrestlers. Yet their high and mighty attitude soon faded as Emma and Kristen showed that they werent ones to mess with, as they fought together in perfect harmony, overwhelming and eventually dominating the shocked and clumsy style of Swift Justice. The fact that Emma and Kristen were both fully clothed still compared to their naked opponents only highlighted this dominance even more.

Even Taylor's and Victoria's attempt to use underhanded tactics again proved to be ineffective, with either Emma and Kristen anticipating and countering every attempt, or in some cases being stopped by insulted lumberjack wrestlers outside the ring. A fact that was clearly not lost on Emma and Kristen, as they both held onto the chokehold much longer than it would be legally normal before finally relented, with Taylor and Victoria crashing to the bottom turnbuckles, sputtering and gasping for air. Taking in the crowds adulation of their performance, Emma and Kristen meet each other in the middle of the ring, giving each other a high five and spank on their respective butts in celebration of how the match was going before Kristen said.

"Well well Emma, looks like Swift Justice is just a bunch of hot air after all." Emma laughed in response saying.

"So true Kristen. They may talk big, but when push comes to shove, they're nothing but cheating bitches. And I don't know about you, but I think its time for some payback from our last encounter." Kristen instantly knew what that meant and chuckled in response before responding.

"I completely agree dear Emma," motioning the wrestlers outside, Kristen asked. "Hey, would some of you gals please grab Victoria and Taylor's arms and hold them in place? Emma and I want to give these ladies a Witchpire facial!" While some of the wrestlers outside rolled their eyes in response, four of them eagerly jumped at the chance, Avril Lavigne and Mandy Moore grabbing Victoria's arms and Miley Cyrus and Karlie Kloss with Taylor's. Finally recovering from the last move, both Taylor and Victoria realized their predicament and tried to pull themselves free but to no avail as Emma and Kristen chuckled in response.

Turning their backs on their opponent, Kristen towards Taylor, and Emma towards Victoria, they both pumped the air together, the crowd and the wrestlers outside of the ring joining them. After which, both woman pulled down their wrestling shorts, pulled up their respective panties in a wedgie garnering a fair amount of wolf calls from the crowd at the sight of their pale cheeks, before backing into the corners. Taylor and Victoria saw what was coming and desperately attempted to break free but to no avail again.

"No... no stop!! This is an outrage," cried Taylor as Kristen came closer, "I'm a pop queen, I demand respe....mmmmmpphhh!"

"Emma, don't you dare," said Victoria as Emma came closer, "You have no right to trea..... mmmmmmpphhhh!!"

Both woman were cut off respectively as Kristen's pale checks engulfed Taylor's face and Emma's cheeks engulfed Victoria's. The crowd went wild in response, as Emma and Kristen shook their hips side to side, scrubbing their opponents face's back and forth with their derriere's. Emma enjoyed it especially, grabbing Victoria by the hair and forcing her deep in between her cheeks, paying Victoria back in full after their last meeting. With their arms held by the wrestlers outside, Victoria and Taylor could offer no defense and only could endure the humiliation in full with no respite. Eventually, after a minute or so of this, Emma and Kristen both finally relented, leaving their opponents with nothing more then a redden and greasy faces as they both desperately took in fresh breath. Running into the middle of the ring again, Emma and Kristen both high fived one another before Emma asked.

"Well... that was fun, wanna trade for the finish?" Kristen simply beamed and nodded in response at which both women went to the opposite corners. Emma grabbed the mewling Taylor by the hair and dragged her to her feet, with Kristen doing the same for Victoria, both of which offered no resistance at this point. Placing their heads underneath their arms, Emma and Kristen cheered with the crowd one last time before running into the middle of the ring with their opponents and performing a dual running bulldog, slamming their opponents to the floor head first! The impact knocked both Taylor and Victoria completely, so much so that Emma and Kristen simply stood up and put their foot on their respective opponents, Emma on Taylor and Kristen on Victoria as the referee finally performed the count.

"1....2....3!" The crowd went wild in response as the announcer gave the call. "Ladies and Gentleman, your winners for of the first woman's CWF tag team match.... Witchpire!" Emma and Kristen ate in the adulation of the crowd, ecstatic being the first women to win a tag team match, before giving each other a hug in response, before saying.

"Well that was fun!, said Emma, "Did you enjoy yourself Kristen?"

"I mostly certainly did Emma, especially with these overacted bitches. Why don't we give them the final Witchpire treatment?" Emma simply nodded in response and motioned over their black box to be given to them. Alexandra Daddario gladly complied, pushing the box to them. Opening the box, Emma pulled out two leashes, and handed one to Kristen who took it graciously.  Putting them around their opponent's neck, Emma and Kristen slapped Taylor and Victoria respectively  to wake them up, which they did so flutteringly.

"Why hello there ladies," taunted Emma into the horrified faces of Taylor and Victoria, "Enjoyed your nap?" Kristen laughed in response before taunting.

"Well good, cause I think its time for you both to take a walk." At which Emma and Kristen pulled at the naked women's leases respectfully. Taylor and Victoria could only moan and weakly comply, so utter beaten they were, as they were slowly forced on all fours around the ring, mewling and moaning in humiliation as Emma and Kristen paraded them around the ring, eating the crowd and the cameras at the dominant display. The lumberjack wrestlers adding onto the humiliation with their own taunts at the so called royalty of CWF. Finally after a few minutes of this, Emma and Kristen both relented again, though they did so by kicking their opponents in the stomach, forcing them out of the ring into the hands of the lumberjacks, with their leashes still attached. Turning away, both Emma and Kristen laughed and cheered before giving each other another hug, and spoke to one another as they held each other.

"Well, this has been a good night Emma," asked Kristen, "Don't you agree?" Emma simply beamed in response, before saying.

"Yes it has... though perhaps it could be even better," at which Emma playfully grabbed Kristen's ass, "if you know what I mean?" Kristen simply giggled in response and said.

"Yes, I do, why don't we take this backstage?" Emma simply nodded in response, and soon both women slid themselves out of the ring and up the arena entrance, ignoring the humiliated cries of Swift Justice at the hands of lumberjacks. Before they left the arena, they both turned to the crowd and raised their arms again saying.

"Swift Justice as been denied!"

- Submission by AKMaster

Emma Watson/Kristen Stewart vs. Taylor Swift/Victoria Justice (Lumberjack & Jill Match)

"Taylor Swift was starting the CWF's inaugural tag team match for her team, the occasion even more special by the presence of dozens of lumberjacks and jills surrounding the ring. Across from her was Emma Watson, the Brit taking the lead from Stewart without asking in what would come to be an excellent choice for the brunette rivals...

Swift never had the opportunity to tag out as Watson and Stewart picked her apart piece by piece, the rivals working in surprisingly perfect sync as they tortured the blondes lengthy legs with vicious kicks and agonizing leg-locks. Swift was dying to tag out to her eager stablemate, nearly reaching her partners outstretched hand several times, but failing by mere inches as the brunette duo dragged her back to their corner time and time again. Kristen and Emma were surprised they worked so well together, the Brit's calculated but precise attacks a perfect fit with Stewart's rough and tumble style, the two techniques complimenting one another as Taylor was hit with a variety of elbows, kicks and knees.

Emma had just tagged back out to Stewart; their rough slaps turning into softer tags throughout the match as Watson gifted her golden haired leash to Kristen. "Finish it K" Emma muttered, ducking back underneath the rope as Stewart used Taylor's hair to throw her into an irish whip against the ropes. The blonde ran on weakened legs, rebounding off the sweat stained ropes when she caught a sight of Stewart about to charge, looking for a spear. Taylor lurched her right foot up to solidly SMACK straight into Kristen's forehead, leveling the brunette who landed with a dull thud against the mat. "GET THE FUCK UP STEWART" Emma screamed, slapping the turnbuckle rope in frustration as Swift collapsed from exhaustion to her knees, the brunette clutching her head with both hands beside her in pain, cursing under her breath. This was Swift's chance, the tall blonde crawling as fast as she could to Justice's outstretched arm; salvation was here, hope for victory was back, maybe she could rest her strike-marked legs for a moment...

"OOMPH" Victoria's hand disappeared her chin bouncing off the ring apron as her legs were pulled out from under her by a tall, busty brunette. Katy Perry. Swift paused as she glared dejectedly at Perry on the outside, her wet golden hair veiling her eyes as she stood on both knees in utter shock, hopelessness written across her face like a rejected puppy. Perry whipped poor, dazed Victoria as hard as she could against the ring steps, sending the svelte brunette crashing should first with a heavy CLANG as skin smacked against steel. Taylor heard a smacking sound from behind her, her head turning as she saw her last sight of the night. Watson's flying knee crumpled the wiry blonde backwards, her flexible legs slowly sliding out from under her as she stared at the ceiling lights, the world fleeing around her. Watson scrambled on top of the slim blonde, hooking a leg and pounding her feet to the count of "1, 2, 3!".

Stewart raised her hand victoriously, watching as the referee gathered her counterpart before lifting up both their hands as the first ever tag-team match winners of the CWF. Watson was eager to scold Kristen, the Twilight star still massaging her head, when a whole quartet of jills slid into the ring. Katy Perry, Kesha, Nicki Minaj and Miley Cyrus all stood face to face with the tag team winners, Perry pointing towards the ramp with a glare.

The brunettes obliged and slid out of the ring as the quartette of singers lifted Swift to her feet, Cyrus binding her arms behind her back as Minaj painfully stripped the weary blonde, ripping her clothes off her body with savage tugs that ripped the fabric mercilessly off Taylor's wiry body. Swift was left stark nude and defenseless, her body glowing and covered in her own ripped off golden hairs as the collection of rival musicians slowly showed her off. They began ramming her against all four sides of the ring, Swift's lightly tanned tits poking out over the ropes as camera's flashed in mass. Miley drew Swift back as all four took turns assaulting the defenseless star singer; Perry delivered a series of hard slaps to the face, Nicki rocketed punch after punch into Taylor's aching pert bosom and Kesha put a claw hold on Taylor's pussy that sunk in so deep that the barely conscious blonde screamed in agony, tears streaming down her face. All three left the ring once they were down, leaving nothing but Miley and Taylor alone in the ring. Taylor was forced back onto her knees, Miley shoving her down before she stopped, slowly leaning down face to face with the blonde. The crowd gasped as Miley planted Taylor with a fat, lip smacking kiss in center of the ring. Camera's flashed as Miley disengaged, raising one hand up before ripping a knee straight into Swift's forehead, leveling her for the second time as Cyrus beamed a happy, satisfied pearly white smile to the crowd."

- Submission by Mr. Drake

Miley Cyrus vs. Victoria Justice

"Everyone in the crowd were on the edge of their seats, watching intently as the sound of hoarse, mournful cries filled the sold-out arena. It was obvious from the start of this match that Victoria was in for a very long night. Justice always had the same strategy in every fight -- fight dirty and strip her opponent's clothes off, forcing them to become too distraught to continue with any form of offense. Cyrus rendered her opponent's game plan by showing up to the fight completely naked! And, after only a few minutes, Victoria was also nude. Unlike Miley, however, it was not due to Justice's own volition. Miley proudly flaunted every single inch of her petite, white frame, making it a point to shake her tits and ass in a lewd display whenever the opportunity arose. Justice, on the other hand, was far less comfortable showing off her good to the sex-crazed audience. Tears were flowing down her ruddy, blushing cheeks while her arms crossed over her modest breasts. Justice tightly crossed her legs, covering her freshly-shaven pussy from the crowd and Miley's lustful gaze before dropping one hand down to cover her shapely backside. Her wide eyes darted around the arena as camera strobes document her turmoil. Like a deer caught in the path of headlights, the young lady froze, her face etched with a look of permanent bewilderment.

Miley, with a throaty chuckle, pounced at her prey, slicing Justice in half by driving her knee into Victoria's gut. The dark-haired beauty doubled over, her firm ass jutting out as she breathlessly gasped for air. Cyrus, always one for theatrics, slowly pulled her foe's head between her thighs and danced her fingertips down Justice's spine until they landed onto the smooth, bubbly, sun-kissed landscape of Victoria's bare ass. Haunching over her foe's wilted frame, Miley grabs uses both hands to grab two handfuls of ass cheek, lustfully groping the exposed flesh, causing a puddle of tears to form on the canvas below Victoria's head. "Get off of meeeeee!" Justice whines, stomping her bare feet on the canvas in protest. "Sshhhssshhshhh..." Miley shushed her rival's cries, "Don't worry.... I don't bite... I just lick." Miley seductively whispered, punctuating her statement with a hard slap to Justice's left ass cheek. Before Victoria could even process what Miley said, she felt Cyrus' arms circle her waist, squeezing tight before she was flipped up in the air, her thighs resting on Miley's shoulders.

With Justice's legs spread and propped onto her shoulders, and her face within an inch of Victoria's crotch, Miley was able to lecherously flick her tongue against her foe's pussy. "Mmmmmm...." Cyrus moaned, licking her lips, "I live the taste of fear." Victoria cringed and tried to wiggle free, but Cyrus held on tight and began thrusting her tongue between Justice's plump lips. The brunette's frame instantly stiffened. Her dark brown eyes buldged out and, from her current elevation, was able to take in the view of the raucous audience cheering for her demise. As much as Victoria tried to fight against her body's natural response to stimulation, she eventually was forced to cave in. She tossed her head back, her dark hair whipping down her bare back. Her mouth was frozen agape as she breathlessly panted for air.  Her tan thighs trembled and, lost in a sea of ecstacy, grabbed the back of Miley's head, raised her hips and thrust her pelvis forward, allowing Cyrus'tongue to plummet even further into her slick folds of feminine flesh.

Victoria hunched over, her tight body, coarsing with an electric current of pure ecstasy, folded and draped forward, wrapping over Miley's face like mask. Cyrus continued deftly manipulating her prey by pumping and darting her tongue into the Californian's pulsing vagina, eating out the thunderstruck brunette with a lustful vigor while simultaneously balancing her atop her shoulders. Streaks of mascara, so meticulously applied before the match, smeared down Victoria's cheeks. Her long, dark eyelashes closed tight as a wave of euphoria began rising up and her body helplessly began to shutter. But, before Victoria could reach her peak, Miley cut the chord, dropping to her knees and detonating Justice spine-first into the canvas.

The brutal thud of flesh hitting canvas erupted as Victoria's frame went rigid, her skull slamming against the mat as Miley cruelly Powerbombed the mewling brunette. Her arms flew wide open, her tits convulsing as her uncomprehending eyes blankly stared at the rafters. With Victoria's calves still resting on Miley's shoulders, the blonde simply leaned forward, pinning Justice's feet beside her head and thrusting her pelvis into the tan beauty's soaked crotch, pinning her for a lewd 3-count. Once the referee raises Miley's arm in victory, the young blonde decides to claim her spoils of victory. She retrieves a long, thick ribbed, strapon from under the ring -- the same strapon she wore during the Lumberjack and Jill fight a few months prior, and hops back into the ring. Scooping Justice's legs up, Miley pins her new plaything in the same position as earlier, only this time she isn't pantomiming having sex, she's actually fucking the distraught brunette, pumping to the hilt, stretching her tight walls and filling her up with rubber. Justice is ruthlessly fucked into several brutal, mind-numbing orgasms. Once Miley feels like she's had her fill, she climbs off the convulsing, blubbering, sweat-soaked frame of Justice and, in one last humiliating act, stuffs the juice-soaked dildo down the mortified brunette's throat."

- Submission by jdo90

Kate Mara vs. Victoria Justice (Jobber Title Match)

"While you couldn't hand-pick a more inept duo of fighters in the entire CWF, there was a palpable, swelling buzz in the arena as we moved nearer the Bantamweight Title fight that would headline the evening. Somehow though, the excitement didn't seem to be entirely for Watson vs. Brewster, but instead it was the match leading into the Title bout; Kate Mara vs. Victoria Justice. There was something oddly rousing about the prospects of the two most hapless and pathetic fighters in the entire league giving and baring it all to decide who was the ultimate Jobber Queen; a title that was far from coveted. After all, who doesn't love an adorable jobber?! Despite her pitiful record, Victoria Justice was the overwhelming favorite entering the fight, perhaps simply due to the lingering effects of her bewildering victory over Mandy Moore at PPV 16. Though Mandy was destined to be a perennial Jobber Queen herself, we're still talking about overcoming a four inch and 25 pound weight disadvantage to snatch the win. As the losses continued to pile up for Justice, bettors simply couldn't shake the breathtaking image of Vika rolling up a naked, unconscious Moore, pinning the twitching brunette for an uncontested 3-count victory against seemingly insurmountable odds. Her potential was undeniable; maybe all she needed was an attitude adjustment. And with the most humiliating title imaginable for any self-respecting fighter on the line, perhaps Kate Mara was just the woman to deliver that message.

Call it extra motivation, call it bulletin board material, but Kate Mara had clearly heard the intimidation tactics of Victoria Justice leading into their bout. Victoria had acted appalled at the mere notion that her time would be wasted with Mara, believing that she was somehow above facing the redhead for this humiliating crown. Maybe it wasn't arrogance, but rather self-doubt. Justice had promised not only to easily dispatch Mara between the ropes, but to also leave her naked and used at the feet of the throngs of fans lining the ring. As the night wore on, it became clear that Vika herself might end up exactly where she'd promised.

The spunky redhead came out with a feisty attitude that she'd simply never shown before, grabbing an early advantage despite every possible measurable falling in Vika's favor. Common opponents might suggest that Kate had no shot, but in reality Mara had been game in every contest she'd participated in. A counter here or there, a coin flip falling in the other direction, and Kate could easily have a winning record. Victoria's show-up and win mentality was a poor one, and Kate had made her pay dearly. Arrogant and mouthy no longer, Vika had been force-fed every word of trash talk right back down her throat, instead simply mewling as she curled up against the ringpost swaddling her naked chest.

The other half of 'Swift Justice' and Vika's secret weapon, Taylor Swift, had been rendered too petrified and submissive to interfere in this beating thanks to Kate's brilliant sideline counter. There might be fewer than a handful of fighters on the entire roster who were afraid of Kate's stablemate, Mandy Moore, but thanks to her scarring victory over Taylor Swift, the pop star made that short list. The blonde was no dummy, and she wasn't looking to get ridden and finger-fucked to another shuddering orgasm on a night she wasn't even scheduled to fight. Taylor wouldn't even make eye contact, much less dare to interfere as she timidly traced the outskirts of the apron in paralyzed shame. A simple glance from Kate's bouncer, Mandy Moore, and Swift fell back in line despite Vika's constant, shrill cries for help.

The ringpost offered little cover as Justice sulked against it, temporarily shielding her now naked frame from the raucous crowd as they swelled in unison; "JOBBER QUEEN"....*clap*, clap*, clap*, clap*, clap*...."JOBBER QUEEN".

Shielded by the deafening roar of the crowd, Mandy Moore managed to tip toe around the outskirts of the apron as Taylor's sky blue bulbs darted around the quaking arena, contemplating whether it was time for her to flee the scene.

Suddenly the blonde felt a hot breath on her neck that sent a shiver up her spine; "Did your kitty miss me, Swifty...?" Mandy throatily cooed, slipping her palm between Taylor's thighs from behind as she swaddled the petrified pop star to her swelling chest. Swift whimpered as Moore's digits glided over her quaking pussy lips, lifting her skirt slightly until her bright pink panties began to peek through her thigh gap and massaging her slit through the thin silk. Taylor's mouth hung agape as she planted both palms against the apron for leverage, her gangly frame writhing for a split second in unison with Moore's grating palm before she snapped back to reality.

"HEY! FU....GGGHHHHHUUGGHHKK... you Mand--" Swift hoarsely shuddered, attempting to remain defiant as she gurgled through rhythmic squirms and twitches. Without warning, Mandy slid her prying hand out from between Swift's thighs and cupped the blonde's skull with both palms, erupting forward and violently drumming her skull square into the apron below. Taylor recoiled as her forehead dribbled off the unforgiving corner, her vacant blues fluttering before she crumpled in a fleshy heap at Mandy's feet. The brunette disgustedly scoffed as she left Swift ass-up, her skirt revealingly riding up around her navel as she slid flat on her belly, out cold.

Sensing the commotion and wheeling to see her partner twitching and unconscious, Victoria let out a startled squeal, her fight or flight instincts kicking in. Without a second thought at the optics, Victoria shuffled to her right and dipped under the middle rope, intent on abandoning the match and racing back to her secured dressing room. You couldn't blame her with the odds turning out of her favor, but her two stalking opponents had other plans.

"Oh no ya don't kiddo..." Mara barked as she leapt forward and closed the gap on Vika, snagging her free-flowing mane from behind just as the brunette made it outside the ropes, standing on the edge of the ring apron. Justice's knees buckled as Kate pulled her tight from behind, linking her wrist with the crook of her opposite forearm, trapping Vika's blubbering face right in the middle as she set up for a choke hold from behind. The brunette hoarsely squalked and struggled as she pawed at Kate's forearms, her naked frame twisting and stiffening to her full height as her body bowed against the ropes at her back, trapped but beginning to give Kate trouble. Vika's bulbs stretched wide as the pressure mounted on her windpipe, her eyes fluttering into the back of her skull before peering down her naked bosom to see Mandy approaching her feet from outside the ring. With a wry smile, Moore cupped the back of Victoria's ankles and kicked them out from under her, losing all footing on the apron and dropping the flooring out from beneath her as if she was strung up in the gallows. Kate strained as she was forced to take Justice's full weight in her Hangman's Noose Sleeperhold, but the redhead didn't buckle. Victoria desperately pedaled her pendulous stems in search of solid ground, but she was helplessly dangling a good four feet off the ground. Kate violently wrung the sputtering brunette deeper into the choke as Mandy cackled from below, the veins in her throat bulging as her face flushed, drool sloshing across Mara's forearm as she pulled her tighter. Victoria throatily whimpered as she desperately clawed at Kate's locked wrists, her bosom uncontrollably quaking as her bulbs rolled into the back of her skull. After what felt like a gruesome eternity, Victoria's arms dropped slack to her sides, her pert B-cups still fleshily convulsing as she gurgled into unconsciousness in Kate's grasp. With an inflated sense of contempt and relief, the redhead slung Vika's lifeless corpse to the concrete some four feet below; her statuesque frame crumpling in a heap with her bubbly derrière pointed skyward.

"Aww, Mands, looks like I didn't win the crown.... Why don't you give our new Queen the prize she deserves! Make sure she gets her pearl necklace, boys!" Mara hissed from still inside the ring. At Kate's instruction, Mandy picked up the crumpled brunette and tossed her over her shoulder, taking a few strides toward the audience barricades and slinging the stark nude, twitching brunette over the steel ledge into a sea of waiting hands."

- Submission by Taylor Hawkins

Kate Mara vs. Victoria Justice (Jobber Title Match)

"The sound of prison doors slamming shut followed by Bad Blood rocking through the speakers sends the audience into a frenzy. The audience showers Victoria with hateful jeers. Victoria, due to this being a Straweight Pay-Per-View isnn't allowed to have her teammate Taylor Swift accompany her to the ring, much to the chagrin of Justice. The bratty diva scoffs, ignoring the enraged audience. The crowd is, understandably, upset over Victoria's previous remarks from a few days prior. She had called them, "sex-crazed losers" and insinuated that none of them could ever have a woman, so they just jerk off to posters of Victoria instead. Once Justice and Mara square off, it was obvious this would be a close fight. Within minutes both women were stripped naked and viciously clawing at each other.

Near the end of the match, Justice seemed to be taking control, leading Mara around at will. Victoria snagged a handful of Mara's disheveled hair and yanked the stumbling redhead upright. "Remember my promise about tossing you into the crowd? Well, I think you deserve a little preview of what's going to happen after I pin you." Justive snarls in Kate's ear before tossing the redhead's arm over her head. Victoria, with her head under Kate's armpit, grabs the back of her rival's thighs and lift her in the air, spreading her legs and giving the audience an unhindered view of Mara's crotch. "How about giving these losers in the front row and appetizer before you give them the entire meal?" Justice chuckles and carries her screaming foe toward the guard rail. The men in the front row begin licking their lips with anticipation, some even unbuckling their belts, but just as Kate is within arms reach of the crowd Victoria begins to wobble.

Kate, acting quickly, wraps her arm around Victoria's throat in a tight side headlock, cutting off the tan beauty's breathing. Victoria attempts to stomp forward and toss her flailing cargo over the guardrail but awkwardly stumbles instead. Kate plants her feet on the top of the guardrail and, taking a page out of Trish Stratus' playbook, kicks off of the guardrail, whips around and drives Victoria face-first onto the thinly padded arena floor with a breathtaking Stratusfaction Bulldog! The crowd leaps to their feet, joyfully booming at the athletic maneuver. Kate, completely exhausted from the fight, slowly hauls herself up, grabbing the ring apron for leverage. Beads of sweat roll down Mara's nude body, causing her pale skin to glisten and sparkle underneath the hot overhead lights of the arena. With one hand curled in a clump of tangled, sweat-soaked black hair and the other grabbing a modest handful of plump, sunkissed asscheek, Kate wearily heaves Victoria up and rolls her underneath the ropes and into the ring.

Kate sinks back down to th ground, utterly spent. Every muscle, every ligament, every fiber is throbbing. She exhausted so much energy lifting Victoria's dead weight, she can barely lift herself up. The audience is clamoring, shouting cheers of encouragement, trying to add fuel to the redhead's fire. The crowd's support does, in fact, uplift Kate. With the crowd rallying behind her, Kate eventually makes it to her feet and slides into the ring. She watches as Victoria senselessly shuffles on her hands and knees, drunkenly meandering across the canvas. Kate, not wanting to allow her foe time to get her waits about her, kneels down and snatches Victoria arms and locks the frail limb between her pale thighs. "It's time to end this!" Mara shouts, locking her hands aroung Justices for head and wrenching back, securing Victoria in a vicious Crossface that Kate has dubbed "The Marauder". Victoria's neck is painfully wrenched backwards and, with Kate laying across her back, she is unable to alleviate any of the pressure. Through her tear-filled, dizzily spinning eyes, she can't even see the ropes. She blindly reaches her free hand out, grasping for a rope that isn't there. With a pathetic, high-pitched whimper, Victoria slaps her palm down on the canvas, rapidly tapping in submission. Kate releases the submission and leaps to her feet. The crowd is electric as the referee hoists Kate's arm in victory.

Victoria is completely and utterly distraught. The dark-haired vixen has wrapped her arms around her body, futilely shielding her exposed breasts and crotch, doing anything she can to save any amount of modesty she can. But, sadly for Justice, any  modicum of dignity she had left was about to be ripped away as the domineering voice of Kate Mara boomed behind her. "On your knees," Kate sneers, waltzing in front of the sniveling, beaten brat. Victoria doesn't rise fast enough, so Kate snags her by the scalp, pulling her up until she's kneeling. "Here's what's going to happen, you're going to use that loser tongue of yours to bring me to orgasm or..." Mara squeezes Justice's face, forcing her trembling lips to pucker, "or I'm going to toss YOUR scrawny ass into the audience." Victoria shakes her head, her body trembling "No! Please, you... you can't do that. I'll...  I'll do anything!" Justice begs. Kate opens her legs and grabs the back of Victoria's head, smirking, "Then get to work, loser!"

Kate gasps as Victoria's warm, wet tongue slowly flicks against her clit. The young Californian grimaces and gags in disgust as she darts her tongue across her rival's sweaty pussy. After a minute of subpar licking, Kate decides to switch tactics. She lays down and spreads her knees, forcing Victoria to crawl to her and continue licking. But, unfortunately for Kate, the new position proves to be as ineffective as the first. Kate decides to take matters in her own hands and shoves Victoria on her back.

Mara straddles her foe's face; pulling Justice's mouth and nose into her hot, sweaty vagina. The victorious redhead began caressing her pale breasts and seductively rotated her hips, rubbing herself on the defeated diva’s protesting, crying face. Mara begins to pick up the pace, frantically rocking her hips as she worked both the crowd and herself into a frenzy. The pale redhead leans forward on her hands and spreads her knees for more contact. Kate picked up on the art of face-riding fairly quickly and began really grinding hard against the blubbering brat underneath her hips. Victoria's horrified screams were muffled as the crowd leaped to their feet in anticipation for the upcoming climax.

Victoria hoped to be lost to unconsciousness, but Mara’s ride was so fast that air was getting in and Victoria couldn’t stop the natural instinct to breathe. With each inhale she took, she also received a taste of Kate's dripping sex from her impending orgasm. There was nothing Victoria could do, nothing to stop what was about to happen - no matter how bad she wanted to. The stirring of her climax came rushing at Mara who belted out a groan of ecstasy as she threw her head back and came to a complete stop, pulling Justice's face into her crotch and holding on tight.

Kate squeezed her eyes shut as she tossed her hair back and gaped, open-mouthed, at the ceiling; letting out a satisfied moan as her juices laid a thick coat on poor Victoria’s face.Kate held Victoria firmly in place until the throbbing began to fade. Then Mara dropped the loser's head on the mat. The defeated diva hacked, coughed and gagged on the juices filling her mouth and oozing from her nostrils. Mara sat back on the beaten girls neck, framing her juice-slathered face with her pale thighs and smiled into the cameras as she posed for victory.

Kate, wanting to add one last final touch to her masterful portrait of destruction, hauls Justice out of the ring. "Wha.. what are you doing?!" Victoria squeals. "Keeping my promise," Mara replies with a grin, "I said you had to bring me to orgasm with your tongue. I had to grind on your bitchy face to make that happen." Mara smirks into Victoria's shocked, rubbed-raw face, "A promise is a promise," Kate snickers, tossing Victoria's nude body over the guardrail and into the hands of the ravenous crowd. It isn't until Miley Cyrus is making her entrance until Justice's body is flung back over the guardrail, landing with an audible splay. The Californian is splayed face-up on the ground, covered from head to toe in cum. The referee grabs the Jobber Queen belt and drapes it across the unconscious loser's waist and places a Jobber Queen tiara on her cum-stained forehead."

- Submission by jdo90

Taylor Swift/Victoria Justice vs. Zendaya Coleman/Hailee Steinfeld

"To call Hailee Steinfeld and Zendaya Coleman's CWF records less than stellar would be an overstatement. Zendaya is one for one in her single matches and her single victory was considered by critics and fans alike as a fluke. Hailee Steinfeld has an even worse single match history, losing her only solo outing via a humiliating tit smother at the hands (or shall I say tits) of Nataly Alyn Lind. If her win/loss record wasn't abysmal enough, Hailee has also never stepped out of the CWF ring with even a shred of her clothes left intact. The young brunette, even in her lone tag team victory, had been victimized and stripped naked by Lindsay Lohan. As a tag team, Zendaya and Hailee are one for one and, much like Coleman's single career, the win they picked up was controversial to say the least. Many fans and pundits consider both women to have winless records, with the consensus feeling that their wins have been pure luck. Both Hailee and Zendaya have claimed that they are determined to prove all of the haters wrong and dispatch their opponents in dominant fashion.

Taylor Swift and Victoria Justice, much like their opponents, have an unfortunate record in both their single and tag team match history. Their loss record is so notoriously horrible that both women have earned the humiliating "Jobber Queen" titles of their respective weight classes. Neither Justice nor Swift have shown their faces since they lost their last matches and were crowned as Jobber Queen.  The typically loudmouthed women have been silent after their defeats... until now. Before the match, as per usual, the devious duo of Swift Justice cut a scathing promo, labeling their opponents as the worst wrestlers they've ever seen and that neither Zendaya nor Hailee deserved to shine their shoes, let alone step in their ring. Swift Justice has vowed to not only defeat their opponents tonight, but to also get some much needed revenge on their rivals.

As many expected, the fight wasn't by any means a chess match of calculated technical moves but rather an explosion of hair pulling, fabric ripping mayhem and the crowd was loving it. Considering all four women had the rather embarrassing tradition of ending up naked by the end of the fight, one would expect for all four competitors to be stripped nude by the end. However, all of the tattered designer clothes littering the ring belonged to the devious duo of Swift Justice. For the first time ever, Hailee Steinfeld was still fully dressed, sporting a skintight black sports bra and matching shorts and was actually stalking a half naked, blubbering Victoria Justice. Poor Victoria was shuffling on her hands and knees, pathetically crawling toward her corner with her hand outstretched to Taylor Swift.

Taylor was also in dire straits. The leggy Princess of Pop was standing on the apron with one arm crossed over her bra-clad breasts and the other hand reaching back to shield her thong-clad ass, opting to cover her pink lingerie rather than tag in to help her partner. Voctoria, at this point, had given up hope of covering her black lace bra and matching thong. The dark-haired diva had also given up hope on winning. Hailee and Zendaya had an answer for every underhanded attack, every distraction, every devious device in their playbook. Victoria began crawling up the ropes and was about to slap Taylor's shoulder to force her in the ring when Hailee snagged her by the hair and pulled her back towards her corner of the ring. Justice gave a pitiful squeal in response, and clumsily backpedaled on her high heels as Hailee dragged her towards the corner.

Hailee, still grabbing a fistful of Justice's disheveled hair, ripped Victoria's head up, forcing her to stand straight before delivering a crushing knee to the tan brunette's abdomen. Victoria instantly crumbled to the mat on impact, rolling onto her back and swaddling her sore stomach, tears blurring her vision. Steinfeld wanted no time and climbed up onto the top turnbuckle, steadying herself on the ropes before leaping high in the air. The young brunette performs a shooting star press, backflipping through the air while facing forward. Just before landing on her opponent, Hailee pulls her knees to her abdomen, causing her kneecaps to stab into Justice's sternum on impact. The crowd leaps to their feet as Steinfeld connects with her finisher: Hailee's comet. Hailee grabs one of Victoria's long, lean legs and pulls if far back for a humiliating pin. Taylor quickly enters the ring and finally unwraps her hands from her body to attack Hailee and break up the pin.

Zendaya sees Swift bumbling across the ring and quite literally leaps into action. Coleman leaps over the ropes and sprints at the oncoming blonde, nailing Taylor with a devastating front kick that would impress Anderson Silva! The ball of Zendaya's bare foot crashes into Taylor's chin, turning the lanky blonde's lights out on impact. The referee finishes the three count just as Swift collapses face-first on the canvas, her body sprawled out in a gangly heap. The crowd bursts into cheers as Hailee and Zendaya pick up their first decisive victory, cementing themselves as more than beautiful punching bags. As for the team of Swift Justice, they are once again laying unconscious in the ring. Hailee and Zendaya look down at their opponents and Hailee speaks up, "Hey Z, do you notice something wrong with this picture?" Zendaya pouts her lip and concentrates, "Yeah, something seems unfinished..." Coleman taps her chin before her eyes light up, "Oh  I know!!"

Zendaya struts over to Taylor's unconscious body and kneels down. Coleman unhooks Swifts bra, whipping it off, and begins shimmying down her thong. Hailee follows suit, stripping off Victoria's undies until both women are left nude. Zendaya drags Swift's face-down body ontop of Victoria, placing their defeated foe's in a compromising 69 position. Hailee and Zendaya use Swift Justice's discarded lingerie to tie their limbs together before rolling them out of the ring. Swift Justice lands in a heap of tangled limbs on the outskirts of the ring, with Swifts body piled ontop of Victoria's and both ladies with a mouthful and noseful of each other's vagina. Coleman and Steinfeld leave their foe's tangled, tied-up bodies on the floor and hug each other before waltzing back up the ramp with their heads held high."

- Submission by jdo90

Keira Knightley vs. Victoria Justice (Jobber Title Match)

"Victoria, ever the pretentious diva, made a grandiose entrance. Several large, muscular shirtless men hoisted a throne above there heads and sitting ontop of that throne was the Queen of the Ring herself, Victoria Justice. Justice, as always, is accompanied by her teammate Taylor Swift. As Victoria makes her entrance a looping video plays on the jumbotron above the entrance ramp. It shows Victoria winning the inaugural Battle Royal and tossing Kate Mara outside the ring. It also shows what happened after the show went off the air. Justice skips out of the ring just as Mara rises to her hands and knees. Justice climbs onto Kate's back, pulling her hair with one hand and cruelly spanking her bare ass with the other hand, Justice forces Kate to carry her up the entrance ramp in a demoralizing horse ride.

Inside the ring, eagerly waiting for her opponent is Keira "The Nightmare" Knightley. The lean Englishwoman paces the ring and, as soon as Victoria dips under the bottom rope, Knightley strikes! Victoria yelps and tries to retreat, but she is unable to stop the volley of blows flying into her. Keira pummels Justice into the corner, forcing the former Nickelodeon star to sag, her black minidress riding up her tan thighs as she slides down. But the momentum instantly shifts once Taylor Swift grabs Keira's ankle and trips her to the mat, allowing Justive to regain her bearings. The numbers game appeared to be too much for Knightley. The fiesty Brit soon found herself stripped down to her bra and panties and on the receiving end of hard stomps to her spine, courtesy of Victoria's black stiletto heels.

"The only thing more pathetic than your fighting ability is your skinny, flat, little ass!" Victoria hisses, punctuating her statement with a quick kick to Keira's upturned bottom. Suddenly the crowd, whom have spent the entire match booing, breaks into raucous cheers. Mandy Moore and Kate Mara, having seen enough of Swift Justice's devious cheating, decided to even the odds. Swift was giggling with fiendish delight as she watched Victoria dismantle Keira, unaware that one of her biggest rivals stood mere inches behind her. The blonde's face dropped once age heard a familiar voice pur in her ear, "Did ya miss me, Tay?" Mandy reaches under Taylor's miniskirt, grabbing a fistful of her panties, and yanks the undergarment up, cutting it deep into her crotch. Swift howls and dances on her tiptoes as Moore leads her to the ring steps. Mandy releases the undergarment, snatches a handful of blonde hair and slams Taylor face-first into the steel steps, knocking her out on impact. The commotion causes the referee to advert his attention to Taylor, whom is laying unconscious on her back.

Kate slips into the ring and stalks behind Victoria, patiently waiting to strike her clueless prey. Justice is beaming with joy as she stomps her foe. "I hope you're watching, Watson! This is what is going to happen to you!" Victoria sneers down at Keira's beaten body before feeling a hand grab her shoulder. The Cali native spins on her heel, her jaw dropping once she sees Kate Mara standing in front of her. "Payback time, bitch!" Kate smirks before landing a hard right cross that connects with Victoria's chin. As the Queen of the Ring stumbles back, holding her jaw, Mara takes the opportunity to humiliate the bratty celeb. Kate reaches over between Justice's modest breasts, grabs the neckline of her tight black mini dress, and with a single hard pull, ripped it open down to her belly.

“What the hell?!” Justice squeals and immediately wraps her arms around her breasts, sheepishly covering her bare B-cup tits. As Victoria nervously darted toward the ropes, hoping to escape the ring, she was met with the smirking face of Mandy Moore whom stood at ring side. Victoria turned on her heel and made a beeline for the other side of the ring, the ripped cloth of her top rippling behind her like a flag. Kate, hyped up by the crowd's raucous cheers of approval, reaches out and grabs a handful of the flowing fabric, pulling even harder at the length of tattered silk that had, until a moment ago, comprised the top half of Victoria's dress.

A smooth ripping sound was heard as Victoria clumsily spun sideways, thrown off balance by the unraveling of her designer dress as its fabric unwound around her body and, in no time, the entire outfit is reduced to a long thin strip of silk dangling from Kate's clenched fist. A piercing, horrified scream blasts out of Victoria's throat as the fans erupt with cheers. Justice continues covering her modest breasts with her slender forearms, wearing nothing more than a lacy pair of black thong panties and her matching patent leather stiletto heels. The risque garment's small triangular front barely covers the former Nickelodeon star's plump pink pussy while its back consisted of a thin dividing line that tapered between her supple butt and vanished up into the peach-like crevice of her smooth sun-bronzed ass cheeks.

“NO?!”, Justice choked on the simple word. Her big, beautiful dark brown eyes popping out with utter embarrassment. Staring wide-eyed at the piece of cloth dangling in Mara’s hand Victoria, whom at the beginning of the match was a smirking, arrogantly confident diva, was now reduced to scared, self-conscious little girl. The whole arena rejoiced in unison at the cocky diva's state of undress. Catcalls and wolf whistling erupted as Kate tossed the tattered fabric and lunged for her embarrassed rival, ripping Victoria's right arm away from her breasts and Irish whipping her towards the ropes. Justice careened into the ropes, struggling to stay upright, her freed breasts bouncing with each stride as she rushed towards the ready and waiting Mara.

Kate ruthlessly bunched up the silk tattered fabric in both her hands and, ducking the swinging fists of Victoria, wrapped the material around the dark haired beauty"s neck and performed a brutal snapmare, forcing Justice to land on her scantily clad butt with a hard thump. Victoria cried in pain and rolled onto her belly, her hands reaching back to rub her stinging ass cheeks. As Victoria mewled in pain and embarrassment, Keira began to rise to her feet, literally shaking with rage. Kate extended her hand and helped Knightley up. "Give her Hell." Mara grinned before giving Keira a hug and sliding out of the ring

Knightley, seething with rage, raised her left foot and stepped on Victoria's head, pinning her face to the dirty canvas. Victoria lashed out with her arms in anger, trying to grab Keira's ankles, but the crafty Brit managed to stay just beyond her reach. “Now, what do we have here?”, a cruel smile curled across Knightley's glossy lips. Still holding her foe's face against the canvas with her left foot, Keira hooks two fingers under the back of Justice's scantily clad bottoms, takes a firm grip, and yanks painfully upwards. “MmMmmmAHHHHH!!!”, Victoria shrieked angrily into the filthy canvas. Cat-calls and cheers erupted from the horny crowd as audience members were granted an unobstructed view of her spectacular heart-shaped ass. Knightley stretched the back of Justice's thong up as far as it would go, several inches above her arched lower back, then held it there with glee as her curvaceous opponent squirmed and struggled beneath her. An image flashed up on the jumbotron, a close-up of Victoria's rear end, her squirming sweat-slick thighs, her deeply wedgied, peach-shaped ass glistening beneath the bright arena lights, the plump fleshy lips of her shiny pomegranate-pink pussy bisected by the stretched-tight fabric of her black-lacy bottoms.

Knightley slowly flossed the garment's bunched-up seat back and forth between Victoria's long, supple, frantically kicking legs, letting it dig deep into the poor bratty diva's barely-covered pussy, drawing it tight against her clit until, SNAP! The audience once again erupts as the thong snaps in half. Knightly holds the tattered waistline in her hand while the crotch panel remains deeply embedded inside Victoria's crotch and perky ass. The disgraced Queen's cries of anguish were smothered beneath Keira's dominating foot.

“Ooooohhh...”, Knightley cooed, “that must have hurt, huh, Vicky? ” Taking advantage of her nude opponent's frustrated thrashings, she stepped over Justice's flailing legs and pulled her slender, naked frame up, hoisting the snobby Queen to her feet. Victoria struggled to keep her balance on her stiletto heels, losing her footing and shamefully, as well as painfully, falling spine-first into the corner turnbuckle. Justice cried out as her shoulder blades were split by the thinly-padded steel. She desperately clutched the top rope on either side of the post, the only thing that was preventing her from face-planting into the canvas as her legs quaked and buckled. Knightley dipped her long leg over the middle rope at Victoria's side, her bubbly, pale derriere eating up the tiny white thong snuggly sitting over her hips as she made her way to the ring apron. Knightley climbed onto the top of the turnbuckle, towering above her sagging foe. Then, in an uncharacteristically lewd display, Keira tucked her fingers into her panties and slid them down her legs! The crowd was deafening as Knightley straddled the corner post above Justice.

Keira reached forward, cupping Victoria's chin, and pulled her head back, craning the California native's neck back until the back of her skull was resting on the top turnbuckle pad. Victoria let out a horrified cry as she stared up into Knightley's naked, slightly hairy crotch. "NO!" Justice screamed, "What are you doing?! DON'T EVEN THUGHH... MMMPHHH!" Keira muffled the devious Queen by stuffing her white thong straight inside Victoria's protesting mouth. "That should shut your filthy trap for a minute or two," snarled Knightley. Then, a sudden hoarse, mortified, muffled squeal erupted from Victoria as her blushing, humiliated features were suddenly eclipsed by the Brit's nude backside.

Victoria's thin arms and legs were wildly flailing as Keira took a seat right ontop of Victoria's face, sinking in her finishing maneuver, "The Knightmare". The dark haired Queen screamed through her thong-stuffed mouth and squirmed in an attempt to escape her foe. But, sadly for Miss Justice, the only thing she accomplished was literally burying herself even deeper between Keira's snow white, suffocating ass cheeks. "What's the matter, ya little slag? What are ya cryin' for? I thought you would be used to havin' your face stuck up your opponent's bum at this point!" Knightley quips. The Brit rode the bucking diva for a few more mortifying moments before Justice's slender frame fell relatively still before violently convulsing as she sagged toward the canvas. Her modest breasts lightly jiggled as her body lifelessly slumped, her arms hanging over the top rope. The only thing preventing her from kissing the canvas was the fact that her skull remained pinned under Keira's naked backside. Keira gave her hips one last wiggle before lifting up, allowing Victoria's sunkissed body to awkwardly fold over itself and sulk flat on her belly, her lean legs sliding out, unveiling her thigh gap. Keira remained seated on the turnbuckle as the referee counted to 10, awarding Keira with the knock out victory."

- Submission by jdo90