PPV 34
Stana Katic (50%) defeats Emily Addison (50%) via RNG
Emily Addison vs. Stana Katic (Title Match)
"You wouldn't have been alone if you were calling for Stana Katic to be put out to pasture after a dismal 2-5 start to her career; an aging fighter who didn't appear to have much fight left. After a stunning, cripplingly humiliating defeat at the hands of pop superstar Kesha and her Lumberjack henchmen at PPV 16, no one would have blamed Katic if she'd have curled into the proverbial fetal position and folded her wrestling career. After the barbaric, invasive dismantling she was subjected to in that fight, burying her head in the sand was just about the only way she could have avoided seeing articles and social media posts with her brutalized, naked frame on inviting display. Instead, she valiantly scratched and clawed her way back to .500 and earned a Title fight against the streaking supernova Emily Addison. Putting Katic's paltry 3-fight winning streak to shame, Addison came into the night having won 5 in a row; including a breathtaking upset of Brooklyn Decker to earn the belt she was now defending.
Much to the surprise of the sold-out audience, Katic lept out to a seemingly insurmountable lead in this fight; tossing a ragged, sluggish Addison across the ring with ease. Reliving her "glory" days as the greatest wrestling jobber in the world, Addison was doe-eyed and vacant as she was slung mercilessly from post-to-post, sheepishly shielding her naked frame as she was finally left to sulk against the corner turnbuckle. Proudly standing topless opposite her nude, mewling foe was Katic, looking to finish off the whimpering porn star without so much as a peep of protest.
Just as her time seemed to be running out, the seemingly overwhelmed Addison suddenly sprung back to life, erupting with a flurry that left Katic visibly wounded and on the ropes herself. The towering brunette's lithe, statuesque frame wilted further with each furious strike; slobber-knocking elbows to her hanging jaw, boisterous, fleshy back-handed thwacks to her naked chest, agonizing breast-claws, and anything else the curvy porn star could think to throw at Katic hit home. Stana hoarsely wailed as she genuflected to a knee at Emily's hip, dribbling a mouthful of drool from her bottom lip as she cupped her golden-brown tits; bright red palm prints and nail streaks slowly dissipating from her bronzed skin.
Another throaty screech burst from Katic's lips as Addison climbed up the turnbuckle with Stana in-tow, two hands firmly twirled into her messy auburn locks, dog-walking the blubbering brunette behind her as Emily took an exhausted seat atop the turnbuckle facing the center of the ring. Katic's thighs quaked and buckled as Emily straightened her up to full height, then savagely thrust Stana face-first between her milky thighs. Katic's hazel bulbs stretched wide as her flushed features disappeared between the porn star's split stems, arms clumsily pinwheeling and prying at the springy ropes at her sides. Emily's own bulbs then rolled into the back of her skull as her spine stiffened and body came alive, expertly grinding her curvy hips against Katic's blubbering lips, massaging her naked slit against Stana's sweat-drenched nose and mouth. The more Stana twisted and squirmed, the heavier Emily began to pant, her buxom chest now bearing heavily down on Katic's forehead as her frame curled and spasmed, foaming with lust as she used the breathless actress like a fucktoy. Katic looked spent, her thighs trembling as though they would give out at any second as she was sensually suffocated between the fetish superstar's milky white gams.
Suddenly Stana's bucking ceased, as did her gurgling for oxygen and furious spasming. With Emily's frame electrified and rushing thoughtlessly toward a gushing orgasm, she had become lost in her own lust. Though Emily was still cupping the back of Stana's skull and forcing it into her kitty, Katic was able to pull back just enough to suck in a life-saving breath of oxygen, even if it was filled with the scent of Addison's sex. Curling her forearms over Emily's trembling thighs and balancing Emily on her shoulders, Stana artfully hoisted the seated Addison off the turnbuckle and pirouette. Finally realizing her mistake and snapping back to reality, Emily desperately twisted and squealed as Stana exhaustedly twirled toward the center of the ring and detonated the spine of her quaking counterpart against the mat below with a ruthless Powerbomb. Addison eeked out an abbreviated yelp as the back of her skull sickeningly whipped against the mat, her lights instantly flickering off as each limb was strewn messily to a different corner of the ring. Stana pulled her tongue from Emily's sex with a drained but wry smile, planting a sloppy smooch on the convulsing porn star's plump pussy lips before tossing her frame atop Addison's for a victorious 3-count pin.
"And your NEW Celebrity Wrestling Federation Flyweight Champion, Stana Katic!!!!"
- Submisson by Taylor Hawkins
Kristen Stewart (54%) defeats Taylor Swift (46%)
Kristen Stewart vs. Taylor Swift
"Taylor pulled on the top rope for extra leverage and let out a long, cold, derisive laugh. Her knee was firmly placed on the back of Kristen's skull, pressing down on her squirming prey. Stewart's throat was pressed tight against the middle rope and the pressure from Swift's knee was causing her vision to dim. "I can't let this happen," Kristen thought to herself, "I can't let this lanky bitch beat me and I refuse to let my last image be Victoria Justice's today, smirking face. But, to Kristen's relief, the referee's voice booms above her, "This is the third time, Taylor! I'm not gonna say it again. NO MORE CHOKING!"
The ref forcibly jerks Swift off of her foe and the two begin arguing. Swift, of course, puts her hands up and innocencently feigns ignorance. "What do you mean, I wasn't even choking her!" Taylor protests. While the two argue, Victoria, once again, grabs the back of Kristen's head to begin choking her while the referee is distracted. But, after getting blindsided from Victoria twice, Kristen was aware of the cruel dark-haired beauty. Stewart, fueled by the crowds encouraging chants, was able to muster enough strength to land a hard elbow to Justice's temple, sending the devious diva spiraling to the ringside floor.
Kristen, using the ropes to pull herself up, took a second to regain her bearings. The thunderous applause from the audience rocked the arena as Stewart set her sights on Swift. While the Pop Princess argued with the referee, Kristen prowled behind her and tapped Taylor on the shoulder. Swift whipped around with a look of indignation and screeched, "WHAT?!" But once she made eye contact with Kristen, her demeanor changed from a haughty, bossy woman to a scared little girl.
Just as Taylor began to run away, Stewart nailed Taylor with a kick to the abdomen and snared her with a side head lock. Keeping one arm tight around Taylor's skull, Kristen runs and leaps in the air, bulldogging Swift's face into the canvas. Once they land on the canvas Kristen, still gripping Taylor's head, locks in a cross face. The leggy blonde screams and reaches toward the ropes and shout for Victoria. Whom is just now getting back on her feet, to help. Justice climbs onto the ring apron and is about to enter the ring when a hand grabs her ankle and pulls her down. Justice whips around to see Emma Watson, Kristen's teammate, launching an overhand punch that slams into her skull. Emma, having seen enough of Taylor and Victoria cheating their way to victory, scrambles ontop of Justice, kicking her repeatedly in the ribs until she is no longer moving.
With no Victoria to help her out, and with her hands too far away from the ropes, Swift is forced to tap out. Kristen drops Taylor's head and exchanges nods with Emma. Watson slides in the ring and immediately begins stripping off Taylor's clothes. The leggy blonde diva screams and thrashes, her face burning red as the British starlet unveils ever inch of Swift's pale white skin. Taylor is so preoccupied with covering up her exposed breasts and smooth pussy that she doesn't see Kristrn leave the ring, nor does she see Kristen retrieve a black box. Kristen slowly takes out her surprise toy, causing a chorus of cheers and camera flashes. Almost instantly the cheers are drowned out by Taylor Swift's pitiful pleas for mercy and, soon enough, her mortified, humiliated sobs".
- Submission by jdo90
Kristen Stewart vs. Taylor Swift
"Kristen gave a shit eating grin to the crowd as she pulled at the Taylor's legs, applying more and more pressure to her Sharpshooter hold. Taylor screamed in response, banging the ring floor in pain as the referee asked her if she wanted to tap. When the Pop Princess came to the arena with her friend Victoria Justice, in an elegant and royal wrestling attire, it had been clear that Taylor had expected an easy fight with such a reputable "jobber." Yet this attitude quickly soured, with Kristen using a high variety of wrestling moves and holds that constantly kept her off balance.
Still, Taylor was able to get a few hits in, especially with Victoria occasionally distracting the referee during the match, until Kristen had enough of Victoria when she dive kicked her off the side before trapping Taylor in the current hold. As Taylor gave another scream of pain, Kristen chuckled and said.
"Well well, Taylor, looks like you really are all talk and no game." She looked at the moaning Victoria in the sideline and shook her head contemptuously. "Look like your big plan to have Victoria help didn't work out did it?" Taylor only moaned in pain in response on as her long legs were being pulled to their limit. The ref asked again if she gave, and Taylor for a minute or so, desperately attempted to hold on, to give Victoria time to help, but in the end it was too much and Taylor was soon tapping the ring floor at which the Ref gave the signal to ring the bell! Kristen, with a smug sense of satisfaction, threw the moaning Taylor's legs away as the ref raised her hand to the announcer.
"Ladies and Gentleman, your winner for tonight, by submission, Kristen Stewart!"
The crowd went wild in cheers, the excitement for what Kristen had in mind for Taylor was beyond words. Kristen understood as well, and started walking to her black box with her "toy." Yet suddenly, the recovered Victoria came up from behind and smashed Kristen to the floor, before kicking and stomping her until Kristen was now the one mewling on the floor. Giving a "sweet" smile to the crowd, Victoria turned to her friend Taylor and helped her up. As she got up, the recovering Taylor, angered at the result of the match, walked over to Kristen and gave her a kick to the stomach saying.
"You inbreed vampire trash!" At which Taylor delivered another kick, "How dare you treat a queen like me like that! Time to teach you your place!" At which her and Victoria grabbed Kristen by the hair and pulled her to her feet, dragging her to the turnbuckle, and throwing her back into it hard. Laughing manically, Taylor and Victoria both grabbed Kristen's white tank top and tore it about, revealing Kristen's tits to world.
"Such small things aren't they Taylor?" said Victoria with a giggle, "there's almost no target at all!" At which Victoria delivered a chop to Kristen's breasts, followed by one from Taylor, then Victoria, then Taylor, again and again, until finally relenting, as Kristen hang off the turnbuckle, barely on her feet.
"Not such hot stuff now are you?" said Taylor, "why don't we have some fun, with that "toy" you brought. Victoria, wont you be a dear and fetch it." Victoria nodded, and went out of the ring to grab the box, as Taylor contemptuously slap Kristen's face side to side. Grabbing the box and opening it, Victoria face beamed, as she pulled out a wooden paddle and showed it to Taylor, at which Taylor laughed, grabbing Kristen's face saying.
"My my, cant say I'm disappointed. That does look like a fun toy to play with, don't you agree!"
"Fuck you!" defiantly muttered Kristen, at which Taylor gave her another slap and beckoned Victoria to come over. Victoria obliged, pulling out her signature handcuffs as well and started to bring the paddle ringside. Yet suddenly, from the crowd behind Victoria, a figure emerged, and jumped over the crowd barrier and pushed Victoria into the ring stairs. As Victoria reeled back in pain and fell to the floor, the figure was reveled to be non other than Kristen's stablemate and once old rival Emma Watson in white shorts and top.
Not letting Victoria relent, Emma started to kick and smack Victoria silly, causing the shocked Taylor to turn away from Kristen and move to help her partner. Yet Kristen saw the opportunity and using what strength she had left, pushed herself off the turnbuckle and grabbed Taylor by the hair, and smashed her to the floor with a running bulldog! Taylor, not expecting this, was left mewling as she held her head in pain, the dominance she once showed now completely gone, as Kristen huffed and recovered next to her before standing up, saying to Emma.
"Took you long enough!" Emma for her part had lifted Victoria up and held her head underneath her arms saying.
"Sorry love, the crowd gave me more trouble than expected. Now one moment." At which Emma then performed a DDT on Victoria, completely knocking her out cold! "There we go, that's taken care of. Where were you? Ah yes."
At which Emma then grabbed the paddle, and the handcuffs and started to bring them over to the ring. Entering the ring, Emma passed the paddle to Kristen who graciously accepted, at which they both then grabbed and dragged the mewling Taylor to the turnbuckle. As Emma handcuffed her over the middle turnbuckle, Kristen grabbed Taylor's shorts and strip them off, reveling a black thong underneath, exposing Taylor's pale cheeks to the world. Kristen gave a mischievous smile in response saying.
"My my my, what a lovely target! Don't you agree Emma?'
"Why yes, I do, why don't I help steady it!" At which Emma grabbed Taylor's thong, and gave her a hard wedgie! Taylor gave a pathetic moan in response, her attempt to break the handcuffs failing utterly as Kristen readied the paddle saying.
"Well Taylor, it looks like its time for you to step down from your throne!" At which Kristen swung the paddle hard into Taylor's cheeks with an audible SMACK. The crowd cheered in response, and Kristen did not relent as she smacked Taylor's ass again and again, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK. Taylor tip tap her feet in futility as Emma keep the wedgie hold tight until Kristen finally stopped, leaving Taylor's cheeks red and raw and mewling as Kristen chuckled and said.
"And let that be a lesson for you, and everyone else in the CWF, that Em and I. We're not here to lose, we're here to take this federation by storm, right Emma!" At which Emma grabbed Kristen's hand and raised it in the air, eating up the crowd's cheers saying.
"That's right, and we're here to say, that tonight, JUSTICE has been denied!"
- Submission by AKMaster
Hilary Duff (50%) defeats Olivia Munn (50%) via RNG
Hilary Duff vs. Olivia Munn
"Hilary Duff knew all too well the sobering feeling of being thrown up a weight class, but unlike many who expected her to wipe the floor with Olivia Munn, she knew better than to overlook the always-game brunette. The Houston native had hung with her previous opponent, Katy Perry, with relative ease despite their differing measurements until an unfortunate misstep cost her the match. Early in this fight, it was Munn who was doing the same exact thing to the stunned blonde. The buxom brunette clearly viewed this fight as a shiny little diamond pendant to pin to the top of her resume should she win, with eyes on the Strawweight Championship belt down the line. Unfortunately for Olivia, it was beginning to appear as though she had bitten off more than she could chew.
The stout, athletic Duff furiously huffed and puffed as she elegantly tossed her freed golden locks from her face, draping over her shoulder as she exhaustedly pressed from a knee back to her unsteady feet. A gruff, frustrated grunt slipped her lips as she meticulously inspected her displaced bra, fidgeting with the snapped left shoulder strap and torn cup that refused to keep her left tit concealed. Forced to continue with a comical wardrobe malfunction, the blonde tailspun into a fit of rage; kicking and tearing at the downed, dishevelled Munn before she could match the blonde's rise back to her feet.
Olivia helplessly twisted, squirmed and mewled as she ate repeated soccer kicks in the gut, stomps to her bosom and spine, then a final, crippling punt to her chops. An explosion of sweat and drool misted the canvas as Munn's naked frame stiffened, sent flying across the ring and rolling into the ropes little more than a semi-conscious heap of flesh and limbs. The brunette clumsily slid to a sickening stop on her belly, sloshing to an unceremonious end almost completely out cold, her curvy frame lifelessly twitching with convulsions as she gurgled vacantly, dribbling slobber on the mat. A resounding victory was waiting at her fingertips, but instead the blonde lusted for more punishment.
A gentle nudge to Munn's shoulder and her body teetered to her backside, tits up and twitching as Duff inspected Olivia's naked frame deciding what to dissect next. The blonde slid her heel over Olivia's fleshy B-cups, flattening the bronzed orbs to her sternum, rolling her toes over Munn's stiffening nipples. Then, she callously traipsed down her abdomen, brushing over her navel before planting a victorious foot on the brunette's naked bush, massaging her upturned mound, parting her lips with her ruby-painted toes.
"No... I'm going to leave you permanently broken..." the blonde mercilessly scoffed.
In the blink of an eye Hilary twisted Munn's corpse back to her belly, her freed tits mushrooming out from beneath her slender, gently jiggling frame. Suddenly a hoarse squeal was coerced from the vacant brunette's lips, snapping back to life as Hilary planted her feet on the backs of Olivia's toned thighs, devilishly digging into her hammies. A playful slap to Munn's ribs and her arms rose in compliance, allowing Hilary to grip the blubbering actress' wrists and fall back into a paralyzing Surfboard. Olivia's bulbs stretched wide as her beartrapped frame was bent and contorted in a vicious stretch, tossing her head back and pinching her bulbs shut in breathless agony as Hilary's compact frame tore Munn to shreds. The brunette throatily wailed as her fleshy tits jiggled with each wrenching of her limbs, her slender thighs forced into the splits, wiggling and trembling as though the muscles were simply going to give out and snap. The crowd reached a fever pitch as half the assemblage roared for their favorite fighter to submit and spare herself from further torture; the other half demanding invasive exploration by the ringside cameras of the folds of flesh being torn to bits by Hilary's demended stretch. A final hoarse whimper and the brunette was allowed to spill free, flopping face down in a puddle of her own tears as the echoes of her submission rang out".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Sophia Bush (54%) defeats Lindsay Lohan (46%)
Sophia Bush vs. Lindsay Lohan
"After already securing a win earlier in the night, Hilary Duff had momentarily separated herself from the 4-way gridlock that was the second tier of Flyweights. With an unquestionably vulnerable belt holder in Stana Katic, it looked like whoever could scratch and claw their way clear from this logjam would be on the short list to challenge the newly-crowned Katic for the title. Sophia Bush and Lindsay Lohan were next on that list; with Lohan having already dismantled the belt holder herself. Much to LiLo's surprise, it was the sweet, innocent looking Bush who continued to turn heads. Sophia was no paper tiger, but her heart and intangibles were off the charts, as she ran roughshod over the streaky heel. Scooping a dazed Lohan up at the waist after the redhead clumsily catapulted back toward Sophia off the ropes, the brunette impressively held a squealing, squirming Lohan pinned to her side and parallel to the canvas. Lindsay's pleading was short-lived however, as Sophia quickly detonated the redhead spine-first into the unforgiving canvas with a staggering Sidewalk Slam, the whipping, car-crash impact on Lindsay's skull putting her out like a light for a breathtaking victory".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Ariel Winter (51%) defeats Rachel McAdams (49%)
Ariel Winter vs. Rachel McAdams
"Almost her senior by a full two decades, bettors were understandably conflicted when trying to pin down the winner of this contrasting battle. The wiry Rachel McAdams had seen her share of struggles, but she was a veteran and had plenty of guile to spare. Ariel Winter on the other hand was a complete wildcard, a greenhorn with just one (admittedly impressive) fight under her belt. To many's surprise, it would be the rookie that would continue to bolster her resume tonight, as Winter slowly, methodically beat the guile right out of a withering McAdams. Like the majority of the packed house, Rachel couldn't seem to keep her envious bulbs away from Winter's stunning rack once they were released from their material confines early in the match. Ariel, intent on showing off the goods and making a potential breast smother all the more dangerous, had freed her puppies just seconds into the fight, stunning the sold-out arena. Eventually, Rachel succumbed to Winter's prize-winning pair, finding herself locked in a fleshy vice, disappeared between the brunette's milky orbs until she was put to sleep for good".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
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