PPV 32
Alexandra Daddario (59%) defeats Kat Dennings (41%)
Alexandra Daddario vs. Kat Dennings (Title Match)
"After an understandable early hiccup against the bronzed, curvy goddess, Kate Upton, Alexandra Daddario had been shredding through the CWF like an unrelenting mercenary. Dennings had already held her own in a valiant title challenge once before against Alex, but tonight the better woman was undeniable. Perhaps her spine was still tingling from the crushing bearhug Kat had nearly flattened her with in their last bout; perhaps she was still humiliated from Kat's relentless titty torture and jealous of the raven-haired beauty's superior pair; or perhaps she'd simply matured into the better fighter; but a stoic Daddario had left no question as to who was deserving of the diamond-studded title belt.
Kat breathlessly swaddled her naked bosom as she drunkenly wobbled across the ring; her mascara-smeared lashes daintily fluttering as Alex athletically twirled back to her knees opposite Dennings' turned back. A chest-flattening Implant Buster had winded the shorter brunette, compressing her fleshy double-D's flat to her sternum to the point that Daddario's bare breasts seemed to dangle with more majesty and prowess than the more well-endowed Dennings'.
As Kat blubbered and stumbled her way toward the relative safety of the far ropes, she suddenly let out a shrill squeal as the waistband of her sagging bottoms tugged away from her sweat-soaked skin. The buxom brunette was yanked a half-step back as her spandex thong snapped back to her hip, serving its purpose as Alex used the biting material as an elastic leash, tugging Dennings back into her lap. Kat desperately mewled as Alex held her chest-to-back, hugging her curvy hips; Daddario's teardropping C-cups mushrooming against Kat's thrashing shoulder-blades, towering over the squirming Dennings before a soft coo in her ear seemed to quiet her frenzied movements. She knew her night was over.
In the flash of a camera bulb, Daddario claimed her prize with a breathtaking display of athleticism, hoisting Kat over her head with a jaw-dropping German Suplex. Kat's buxom frame collapsed upon itself before springing back into shape, a fleshy crunch erupting from the pile of limbs as she trampolined off the mat. Rather than holding a bridge pin, Daddario simply released her motionless prey and let Kat flop to an unceremonious stop on her belly, sickeningly twitching and sloshing, her unconscious frame gently pitching with convulsions as Alex rose to her feet and planted a sole on her jiggling ass cheek. Alexandra reached down again and tugged the waistband of Kat's thong; this time shimmying it down her thighs and draping it over the belt as the official approached and crowned the reigning Queen of the CWF once again. Could anyone touch Daddario?"
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Alison Brie (56%) defeats Nicky Whelan (44%)
Alison Brie vs. Nicky Whelan
"Alison Brie was unquestionably one of the premier Strawweight fighters and possibly one of the top-2 contenders to challenge Megan Fox for the belt; but she had her hands absolutely full with the fiesty Aussie blonde tonight. Nicky Whelan had proven to be every bit her equal in terms of tenacity and heart, but after a grueling back-and-forth affair it was the more seasoned Brie who began to stem the tides of Whelan's upset hopes.
In an effort to claw her way back to even, both in terms of the match and in terms of humiliation inflicted, Nicky exhaustedly pirouette away from their latest torrid exchange with a ragged prize in-hand; Alison's scrunched bottoms. The brunette venomously hissed as she cupped her naked mound, shielding the tiny manicured bush shaven above her plump lips as Nicky stood opposite her twirling the waistband of her string bikini bottoms around her pointer finger. Whelan was seemingly much more comfortable in her own glistening skin; still beaming ear-to-ear despite having been stripped nude by a ravenous Brie earlier in the match. The typically tame and docile Alie now flipped a terrifying switch, charging the gloating blonde and slinging countless, wild, unfettered elbows and fists into Nicky's frozen guard.
The paralyzed Aussie was helpless as she was force-fed relentless uppercuts into her pierced navel, her hanging, unprotected chin, her pert B-cups, her naked kitty, and any other hunk of flesh Alison could find. A final supercharged pair of knuckles sunk with a fleshy thwack into Nicky's taut tummy, letting out a hoarse grunt as she doubled over at the waist. The blonde's runny mascara painted Alison's abdomen as she melted against the upright brunette's naked waist; Nicky's tight ass splitting the top and middle rope as she windedly bent at the hip, a stream of drool breathlessly dripping from her bottom lip to the mat below.
Brie scoffed as she locked her wrists around the Aussie's slender belly and effortlessly twirled her into position for a devastating Tombstone Piledriver. The blonde squealed and squirmed as her gams folded over Alison's shoulders, her sleek, waxed cunt nestling against Alison's chin. Alison callously paraded her wiggling prey around the outskirts of the ring, circling until she'd wandered to the middle of the ring. Whether it was an attempt to simply belittle the blonde or add extra leverage to her driver, Alison snaked one of her palms up Nicky's spine as the other remained stapled to her back as she continued to hold her upright in a 69 position. Whelan suddenly mewled as Alison's devilish digits slid between her cheeks and hooked Nicky's slit, pumping her sex and melting the blonde into a pool of quivering liquid. With a furious scream Alison detonated the twitching blonde skull-first into the canvas below, her body stiffening upside down for a moment before toppling to her back. Nicky spasmed and gurgled as her bulbs rolled into the back of her skull, all four limbs splayed to a different corner of the ring. Sitting in the splits just above Nicky's head, Alison arched her bottomless frame over Nicky's and hooked a thigh, stretching her slender, milky stem until her knee touched her nose; an invasive, exposing pin that put Nicky's most intimate folds of flesh on inviting display for a breathtaking 3-count".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Kesha (56%) defeats Rihanna (44%)
Kesha vs. Rihanna
"An everpresent performer, Kesha had given the fans more than their money's worth tonight. Rihanna had been introduced into the CWF as a potential challenger for the Bantam belt, but those hopes were being shredded by the relentless blonde right before the entire world's eyes. Rihanna's frame wilted as the blonde finally moved in to put the bow on her performance, effortlessly hoisting Rihanna into the air and delivering a debilitating Electric Chair Drop that left the brunette twitching and unconscious, tits up. Message received".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Maria Kanellis (61%) defeats Katrina Bowden (39%)
Katrina Bowden vs. Maria Kanellis
"Katrina feeling inspired by her tag team partners decisive victory on the previous PPV, decided to arrive to the ring without her leggy partner accompanying her. Bowden felt she could easily handle her opponent tonight. After all, Maria Kanellis, according to Stacy Keibler, was just a "slutty, Playboy magazine posing, wanna be wrestler with more tits than brains" -- a sentiment that Katrina made clear during her pre-fight interview. And if Stacy could beat Kendall Jenner without any help from Bowden, Katrina would certainly be able to handle Maria by herself.
Katrina pranced through the curtain and strutted down the entrance ramp. Bowden's confident strut and arrogant smirk wasn't just a facade. The leggy blonde always held the belief that she was the hottest woman in the arena and the crowd, and her opponent, was lucky to gaze upon her beauty. This mindset was mirrored by her flirtatious, 4th of July inspired outfit: a tight, low-cut, cleavage-exposing red and white striped tanktop accompanied by an even tighter set of ass-hugging Daisy Dukes. Katrina swung her long leg over the middle rope, poking her tan ass out to the drooling crowd before dipping into the ring.
Maria, irate over Bowden's disparaging pre-fight remarks, sprints down the ramp wasting no time. Kanellis, in a patriotic display, is garbed in a sexy Wonder Woman inspired outfit. A red bandeau top showcased her tight abdomen, star-spangled spandex undies displayed her firm ass and red knee-length boots elevated her so she could stand eye-to-eye with her blonde opponent. Maria slid into the ring, making a beeline for the blonde, but Katrina, in a cowardly display, ran behind the referee, using him as a human shield.
Maria spent the first several minutes chasing after the daunted blonde until she finally snagged her by the hair, pulling her in close. Just as Maria has Katrina in her clutches, Bowden deviously takes her manicured, red nails across Maria's eyes. Kanellis yelps and stumbles back, shielding her eyes as the referee steps in to admonish Katrina. The blonde diva shoves past the ref and hurls Maria into the corner. There aren't many illegal maneuvers in catfights, but pushing the sole of your foot into another woman's throat while she's in the corner is certainly against the rules. After several warnings, the referee decided enough is enough and grabbed Bowden by the waist, pulling her off of Maria.
Kanellis collapses, clutching her throat and sucking in air while Katrina screeches at the referee, "Get your damn hands off of me this instant!" The referee releases the leggy diva and the two go into a war of words. Katrina eventually stomps her foot, points her finger in the ref's face and shouts, "Who do you think you are? Just because you're a ring official doesn't give you the right to touch me. If you lay another finger on me, I'll say you touched me inappropriately and you'll be fired and blackballed from the business. Do I make myself clear?" The referee turned red in the face and is opens his mouth to respond when Katrina screams in pain.
Maria, grabbing two fistfuls of blonde hair, slings her rival spine-first into the thinly-padded turnbuckle. Before Katrina could even arch her back from the sudden impact, Maria hammers the blonde's breasts with a volley of punches. After lighting up Bowden's tits, Maria finishes the punching combination with hard liver shot, driving her fist into Bowden's right ribcage. Katrina's legs instantly crumbled underneath her and she collapsed on her bubbly backside, breathlessly wheezing and clutching her battered breasts and ribs. Maria knelt down and cupped Katrina's chin, tilting her face up, forcing her to look at Maria. "I hope your hungry, because I've got a little treat for you," Kanellis grins before backing up until she stood in the center the ring. Once there, Maria theatrically twirled an imaginary lasso while hopping in a circle, drawing appreciative cheers from the audience.
Katrina was too focused on regaining oxygen to pay any heed to the synonymous gesture that precedes a bronco buster. The foreboding taunt never registered with the devious blonde, so when she finally lifted her head up it was just in time to see the crotch of Maria's bottoms land flush on her nose and mouth! Katrina let out a terrorized scream, kicking her feet and slapping at her foe's thighs as Maria bounced her ass against Katrina's breasts, crushing her tits while simultaneously scrubbing her crotch against the blonde's horrified face.
After what seemed like an eternity of stomach-churning face humping for Bowden, Maria finally descended from her mount. Katrina, due to lack of air, deliriously crawled on her hands and knees, aimlessly circling the ring. The Her sweaty hair clinging to her blushing, terrified face. The leggy blonde incoherently sobbed as she wearily pushed herself to her feet. Thankfully for Bowden, her nightmare was going to finally come to an end.
Maria charged forward, wrapped her arm around Katrina's neck and leapt up. Kanellis drilled her rival's beautiful features straight into the canvas, perfectly executing her finisher: the Beautiful Bulldog. Bowden was instantly knocked out, but Maria wanted to make the win official with a 3-count. She rolled the blonde over, scooped her long leg and hooked it high in the air. Maria allowed the ref to raise her hand before she went to work, adding the final brushstrokes to her masterpiece.
Kanellis stripped off Katrina's tight shorts, her tanktop, her white lace bra and her red thong before hogtying her arms and legs together with her discarded tanktop. In a final humiliating act, Maria shoved Bowden's thong inside her dozing mouth, therefore symbolically and literally shutting her up from her previous trash talking. Maria happily skipped to the back as the fans clamored and photographed the hogtied, exposed, leggy loser that was trussed up in the center of the ring".
- Submission by jdo90
Jennifer Lawrence (58%) defeats Yvonne Strahovski (42%)
Yvonne Strahovski vs. Jennifer Lawrence
"Looking to cement herself as one of the premier Bantams and potential challengers to Alexandra Daddario's belt, Jennifer Lawrence needed a strong showing against a very worthy Yvonne Strahovski. A slip-up would be very understandable against the game Aussie, but it only took a few moments for Jen to show there would be no upset tonight. As an undercard bout to Alex's title defense, Lawrence made sure to send an audible message to the champ, treating the usually stout blonde across from her like a playtoy. When a sufficient amount of fun had been had, Lawrence muzzled Strahovski with a breathtaking Pedigree slam. Goodnight, Yvonne".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
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