PPV 24
Lucy Pinder (42%) *UPSETS* Kate Upton (58%) via RNG
Kate Upton vs. Lucy Pinder
"What was billed as a titanic clash between two up-and-comer challengers to the belt had turned into somewhat of a rout. The towering blonde slogged in a circle in the center of the ring as her bared Brit counterpart tramped to the relative safety of the corner turnbuckle, reeling from a staggering elbow that left her seeing stars and attempting to rattle the cobwebs from her field of vision. Lucy collapsed to her knees hugging the middle ropes to remain upright, mewling as she wheeled and took a sloppy seat at the base of the steel ringpost. Upton on the other hand was snowballing momentum despite her fatigue, ready to finish off the jelly-legged brunette as she drew her thumb across her throat for all the world to see, hissing as she turned back to face the glossy-eyed Pinder.
"Up, up, up, ol' lady, time to crush the notion that you'll ever be in my league" Upton barked, twisting one of her devilish hands around a clump of the brunette's sweat-soaked mane and roughly thrusting two digits into the Brit's exposed slit with the other hand. Lucy squealed as she was slowly brought to her feet, mouth dropping agape, knees knocking together as Kate stabilized her against the ringpost at her back then hoisted her unwillingly atop the turnbuckle. Lucy swayed clumsily as she took a seat atop the ropes, her gargantuan, freed H-cups teardropping to the canvas as she hunched over at the waist, legs spreading to either side of the corner post and balancing on the top ropes.
Sensing the end, Kate catapulted up to the middle ropes between Lucy's thighs, scanning the crowd with a wry smile plastered across her features as she sensually lifted the bottom of her heroic sports bra, allowing her milky white bosom to slosh free of her top. Everyone thought they knew what was coming next -- then *TWHACK*
A fleshy thwack erupted as Lucy suddenly sprung to life, throatily grunting as she cupped the back of Upton's neck with one hand and lashed out with an open-handed slap that stunned the blonde. Kate slipped off the ropes and fell back to the canvas, shrieking as she dangled from Lucy's grip on her silky blonde mane, her freed tits quaking with the bouncing of the canvas as Lucy pulled her closer. The brunette snarled as Kate's features showed fear for the first time looking up at the Brit perched high above her, hunching down at the waist and hugging the back of Upton's skull with both arms before thrusting her face-first into her heaving bosom. Kate mewled, twisted and twitched as her entire cranium disappeared between Pinder's fleshy orbs, pushing against the brunette's navel with both arms but unable to create an inch of separation. After what felt like an eternity the blonde's knees knocked together and she slumped against the turnbuckle, her arms limply draped over Lucy's thighs, violently convulsing as the brunette continued to swaddle her face against her cleavage. With Kate out cold and the audience frozen in stunned silence, Lucy defiantly slung the lifeless blonde to the canvas, twitching and gurgling as the Brit secured an uncontested 3-count. The world was on-notice now".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Kate Upton vs. Lucy Pinder
"Despite the pain she was in, Lucy's body was already attempting to rise up; but, unfortunately for her, Kate wasn’t going to allow her the opportunity. Upton leaps up and lands ass-first on top of Lucy’s large chest, forcing out much of the precious oxygen she was trying to preserve. Kate wastes no time, lowering her torso down, hovering her breasts, just for a moment, over the face of her foe. Pinder's eyes widen and she sucks in one last lungful of air. Kate, almost gracefully, slaps her exposed breasts against Lucy's face, smothering her beneath two flawless spheres of tanned flesh. The match, it would appear, is over.
Lucy desperately arches her body, trying to bridge out of the smother, but she only succeeds in wasting the last few remnants of her strength. Pinder's struggling becomes more sluggish, signaling she is only seconds away from defeat.
Upton, with victory in her grasp, decides to have some fun. Releasing the smother, Kate begins scolding her opponent, "Oh, no, no, no. This won't do at all! You're not allowed to to just pass out... not yet, at least. First, I believe you should tell everyone here who has the best breasts. In fact, I want you to tell my breasts how much you enjoy being smothered by them!" Pinder responds by pathetically panting, her semi-vacant eyes staring up blankly. Kate slaps Lucy and lowers her right breast until her stiff, pink nipple is mere inches from Pinder's mouth. "Go on," Kate demands, "do it!"
The slap brings the Brit somewhat back to her senses. With a huff of indignation, Lucy leans forward and places her lips to her arrogant rival’s breast. Kate smirks as her foe’s lips make contact with her skin. But, suddenly, Upton's smile disappears and is replaced by widened eyes and a wounded AIEEEEEEEE!" escaping her gaping mouth.
Wrapping her arms around Kate’s waist, to hold her in place, Lucy sinks her teeth deep into her rival’s bare breast! Upton, reacting purely on instinct, tries twisting away, her arms desperately pushing against her opponent. But Lucy's teeth are tightly locked upon the mammary. Upton's shrieks pierce the ceiling as Pinder gnaws on the sensitive flesh with an animalistic fury. The last of Kate's adrenaline dissipates and her arms drop limp at her sides. Lucy, realizing Kate is drifting off, releases her oral death grip, revealing twin crescent moons of bite marks around the skin of Upton's areola, and shoves Kate off to the side, allowing the blonde to collapse on her back. The brunette reaches behind her back and unclasps of her bra, whipping it off and exposing her well-endowed breasts.
Crawling over and throwing herself ontop of Kate, Lucy leans forward, pinning Upton's wrists to the canvas, above her head. Pinder hovers her tits for a few seconds over Kate's face. The brunette watches in amusement as Upton's eyelids flutter and slowly focus on Pinder's heaving bosom before dropping her mountainous twins on the blonde's terror-stricken face. Lucy, enjoying the muffled shrieks coming from beneath her, bores her tits down hard, scrubbing them against her rival’s horrified features.
The perspiration on Pinder’s tits make a perfect seal as the brunette settles down, completely covering Upton's button nose and screaming mouth. For several minutes, Kate fights the inevitable, in vain attempts at escape, but eventually the American's movements grow more and more sluggish, until they finally cease. Lucy remains on top of her foe until the ref calls for the bell. Pinder rises to her feet, allowing the slumbering beauty to gulp in precious air.
While Kate tries to regain her bearings, Lucy strips her nude, revealing every inch of Upton's sunkissed skin. The British bombshell grabs Kate's hair and hauls her to a sitting position. The Englishwoman kneels in front of Upton and places her hands on Kate's shoulders, ensuring her tits are level with the blonde's rubbed-raw face.
"Who's the winner?" the brunette asks.
You are," Kate answers in a small, wounded voice.
And who has the better breasts?" Lucy asks.
Y-you do," Kate sobs.
Prove it! Demonstrate your admiration," Lucy didn’t even try to hide the wicked glee in her voice.
“No…no, please don’t…” the American whimpers.
"KISS THEM!" Lucy snarls.
Battered and beaten, Kate tearfully puts her lips to the brunette's right breast and kisses it, then follows suit with the left. She immediately wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, her body fuming.
Bitch... Kate hisses through clenched teeth. But Lucy ignores the remark and stands over her kneeling rival, a smug smirk on her face. Without any warning, Lucy rams her knee into Kate's jaw, sending her sprawling backward to the canvas, stunned. The blonde shakes her head to clear the fog just in time to see her hated foe’s breasts once again descending down upon her face, accompanied with a taunting, Someone needs another lesson in manners".
- Submission by jdo90
Margot Robbie (65%) defeats Nicky Whelan (35%)
Margot Robbie vs. Nicky Whelan
"Touted as the battle for Australia; only one of these athletic Aussie blondes had actually showed up for the fight. Robbie systematically dismantled an answerless Whelan, putting her through the ringer from bell-to-bell before Nicky found herself completely humiliated and bottomless, trapped in a breathless Bearhug that seemed as though it would spell the end for the Victoria native. Margot squeezed and slung the life out of her sloggy foe, ripping and rocking her back and forth sending drool sloshing about the stained canvas. With designs on embarrassing the battered blonde and claiming the title of Ms. Aussie, Margot dropped her strung-up counterpart and impaled Whelan through the cunt with a merciless Inverted Atomic Drop, putting an end to this charade of a match".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Stana Katic (57%) defeats Alix Lynx (43%)
Stana Katic vs. Alix Lynx
"Katic had been on quite a violent losing skid as of late, but she'd been a proverbial buzzsaw tonight against the newcomer Alix Lynx. That was, until the busty porn star started to stem the tides somewhat. Having already been stripped nude, Lynx was dead set on revenge. As Katic hoisted Alix back to her feet from a vulnerable prone position, Alix ripped a breathtaking uppercut into Stana's navel. Katic mewled and draped over at the waist, drool spilling from her gaping lips and dribbling to the canvas as her ass jut to the ceiling, her cheeks enveloping the spandex thong bottoms clinging to her hips.
Alix, finally feeling the tides of momentum swing in her favor, yanked Katic upright by her sweat-soaked auburn locks and slung a thunderous knee into Stana's sternum. There was a sickening, meaty bone-on-bone *THUD* as the Canadian's mouth dropped agape, her hazel bulbs widening as she throatily grunted for oxygen. The blonde was suddenly insatiable, snagging the shoulder straps of Katic's bra and yanking down, exposing her pert B-cupt. Katic blubbered as she swaddled her bosom, attempting to cover her stiffening caramel nipples as they fleshily spilled free from her awkwardly dangling top. Lynx then crow-hopped toward the ropes, using her grip on Stana's scalp to sling the reeling brunette across the ring.
"You call those things TITS?!" Alix howled, putting an exclamation point on her taunt just as she released Stana and sent her plodding heavy-heeled across the ring with a catapulting toss.
Stana clumsily rebounded off the ropes but suddenly found composure in her stride, her distressed demeanor turning to one of resilience. Just before Stana entered Alix's reach, she extended one of her pendulous gams and viciously speared the blonde straight through her pierced navel. Alix let out a gruff explosion of air, windedly huffing as she was slung over at the waist, kissing the canvas below. Katic was right back in control with the snap of a finger, hissing as she yanked Alix's arms behind her back one-by-one, chicken-winging the blonde's limbs and using them to impressively hoist her straight up in the air. Stana grunted with exertion as she balanced the squealing Lynx completely vertical, a breathtaking display of power and athleticism as she suspended Alix for a handful of seconds before detonating a brutal Implant Buster.
The blonde sickeningly trampolined off the canvas, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull as her freed D-cups took the brunt of the impact, her chin receiving the rest and knocking her out cold. Lynx momentarily twitched and swayed on her knees before sloshing face down, her limbs splayed to each corner of the ring. As the blonde convulsed on her belly, Stana slid to her side and scooped one of her legs, scoring a breezy 3-count after a stunning knockout".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Leanna Decker (56%) defeats Marisa Miller (44%)
Marisa Miller vs. Leanna Decker
"The statuesque blonde bombshell had struggled all night to find her drunken footing, embarrassing herself with a montage of blunders that had practically handed the match to the younger redhead. Decker, even more well-endowed than the topless SI model across from her, touted her prize-winning pair as Miller clutched the only consolation prize she'd be taking home tonight; Leanna's top. Leanna closed in on the winded and stationary blonde, backing her into the ropes with a stunning Breast-Claw that left Marisa breathlessly mewling and blubbering for a reprieve. In a shocking display of resignation, Marisa instantly pled her submission, squealing in agony as Decker flattened her C-cups to her sternum, twisting and tugging on the blonde's golden orbs until she was left a pathetic puddle on her knees".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Jennifer Aniston (55%) defeats Karlie Kloss (45%)
Karlie Kloss vs. Jennifer Aniston
"Everyone in attendance considered this bout to be a good bathroom break, not due to the sex appeal of the fighters, but due to their reputation. Jennifer Aniston and Karlie Kloss have a rather unfortunate, albeit well-deserved, reputation of being losers -- or jobbers, if you will. Jennifer, the elder of the two combatants, has participated in 5 fights, all of with she has lost. Karlie, on the other hand, has only participated in one fight, which she lost. Most women could bounce back after one loss, but it wasn't the fact that Karlie lost, rather to whom she lost. She lost to "Pop Princess of the Jobbers" herself, Taylor Swift, and it would take quite a showing to erase that loss from everyone's memories.
Both women knew that in order to be seen as a viable threat, they needed to decimate their opponent. Karlie, being a complete novice, didn't see any holes in her game and proceeded to train as usual, a mistake which cost her dearly. Jennifer completely changed her approach and incorporated Muay Thai into her training. Karli couldn't even attempt to hide her agony, wincing and groaning in paine as Aniston decimated her long legs with a barrage of deadly leg kicks. The loud THWACK of Aniston's foot striking Kloss' calf muscle echoed through the arena. The audience gazed, awestruck audience stared in disbelief as Jennifer Aniston put on a striking clinic! In a matter minutes Jennifer had stripped Karlie down to her undies and forced her to collapse to the canvas. The leggy model rolled to her side, clutching her spasming calf muscles with one hand, sobbing out in agony, while the other hand desperately attempted to shield her semi-nude body. "Oh, don't pretend to be modest, Karlie. Everyone and their mother has seen you waltzing around in your slutty underwear!" Aniston spat at Kloss before kneeling down beside her and grabbing a fistful of the model's hair.
Karlie is, in fact, a former Victoria's Secret Angel and has posed numerous times in her underwear but, to Karlie's credit, this was different. It was one thing for her to pose semi-nude on a runway, but this, this wasn't in her contract. She, again, is a novice and didn't even fathom people seeing her underwear. Had she known, she wouldn't have chosen a lacey, barely-there, hot pink thong and equally lacey hot pink brassiere. The leggy model sobbed in shame as Aniston ripped Karlie up and bent the former Victoria's Secret Angel backwards over her knee. Jennifer slapped one hand down on Karlie’s chin and, with the other, she applied a punishing Crotch Claw!
Karlie almost lost her voice when a new round of screams escaped her throat. Jennifer smiled devilishly as the blonde’s struggles began to slow and fade until her limp body lay draped over Aniston‘s thigh. Jennifer released her Crotch Claw, slid her hand down the front of Karlie’s thong, cupping her smooth pubic mound, and dug her fingers in, reapplying the Claw onto the bare flesh. Karlie immediately shrieked out her surrender as her feet lifted off the canvas and flew into the air. The referee calls for the bell as Aniston gives a final pinch for good measure and shoves Kloss off of her knee.
"Yuh…you…crazy bitch!” Karlie gulped, slithering her gawky frame across the mat. Jennifer rose to her feet and walked behind the crawling-on-all-fours blonde. She stalked Karlie to the edge of the ring and put a halt to Karlie's flight -- grabbing both her feet -- dragging her backwards, toward the center of the ring. Karlie‘s fingers clawed and raked the canvas in futility; her pathetic cries ringing through the arena as Aniston jerked her back. Once Jennifer had Karlie in the center of the ring, she knelt down and, once again, draped Kloss over her knee; only this time, she draped her stomach-first.
"Someone sure has been a naughty wittle girl," Aniston scolds, her voice mimicking that of a Mother scolding a child. "I think someone needs to be taught a lesson," Jennifer runs her palm down Karlie's back until her fingers make contact with the lacey waistband of Kloss' thong. Then, with a mighty jerk, Jennifer yanks the thong high up Karlie's back, administering a brutal wedgie! Aniston wastes no time unloading a harsh, open-palmed, over-the-knee spanking, beating Kloss' thin ass a deep shade of red. Aniston eventually shoves the sobbing woman off of her knee and strips off Karlie's thong, taking it with her as a trophy, and leaving a woman half her age beaten, stripped and spanked".
- Submission by jdo90
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