PPV 36
Megan Fox vs. Emma Watson
Emma Watson (51%) defeats Megan Fox (49%)
Megan Fox vs. Emma Watson (Title Match)
"After a titanic struggle in their first bout in which Megan Fox had narrowly come out victorious, poor Emma Watson was put through one of the most humiliating, invasive displays the CWF had ever seen. Keeping her mouth shut and her eyes on the prize, Watson had vowed revenge on the raven-haired Foxy; determined to make her play with blood for every ounce of flesh Megan took from Emma on the beach that day. A budding rivalry reach maturation in the blink of an eye, but could the sweetest face on the planet really beat a devilish heel like Megan Fox?
For longer than Watson was likely comfortable with, Megan Fox came out with her hair on fire, determined to beat the fight out of Watson and once again leave her naked, spread eagle and on her back with a brutal loss. Mirroring their inverse personalities and opposing styles and looks, it was only fitting that the two exhausting beauties stood opposite each other missing different pieces of their outfits as the match came to a head. Megan confidently stood bottomless in one corner with her hands resting on her naked hips, her sleek, waxed cunt exposed thanks to a surprisingly devious crotch claw that Watson refused to relinquish early on. Opposite her, the Paris, France native stood delicately cradling her naked bosom, clearly bothered by the thought of her pert B-cups being put on display once again, her teardropping pair only shielded by a sheepish armbra.
Chasing down Emma once again, Megan Fox backed her delectable prey into the nearest corner, stalking a retreating Watson until her slender spine brushed against the ropes. With nowhere to run, Megan leashed her whimpering little plaything; taking hold of Emma's tightly braided pony tail and dragging her up atop the corner turnbuckle to a seated position.
"Did you miss my kitty, Emmy? That why you had to ruin my panties? You could have just asked..." Megan coarsely cooed in Emma's ear, licking her lips as she grinned ear-to-ear, grinding her bare sex against Watson's thigh.
Surprisingly compliant, Emma held her tongue as she climbed the turnbuckle at Megan's command, until her whimpering bottom lip turned into a wry smile. A sudden explosion of energy and Emma came back to life, ripping a gutting uppercut into Fox's navel. A mist of sweat and drool burst into the air as Megan's tummy was pierced, hunching over at the waist as her weight fell on Emma's shoulder. Suddenly the aggressor, Emma snaked her right hand up Megan's sternum and clamped it around her throat. The frozen actress gurgled as Emma straightened her up eye-to-eye, the veins in her throat crackling and bulging as her breathing was cut off. Then, her eyes went wide as Watson finally rose (or stooped) to the level required to win in this catty rivalry.
With Megan helplessly squirming and gurgling for oxygen, Emma trailed her other hand over Foxy's plump slit, then dove into her sex with her middle three digits. Megan's abdomen flexed intensely, her thighs quaking as they melted around Emma's fingers, then with a hoarse yelp Megan's toes were hoisted off the ropes. An abrubt squeal erupted as Megan showed her pearly white teeth, a stream of drool dribbling down her lip as she was lifted in a One-Handed Chokeslam; Emma's trailing hand hooking Megan's moist slit for added leverage as she deposited the croaking Fox square on her spine from the top of the turnbuckle. Megan's frame sickeningly buckled before twisting to a lifeless stop, violently twitching with convulsions to the point one of her tits spilled out the side of her bikini top. With a look of indignation more than joy, Watson rose off the unconscious Foxy and snatched the belt that she had so completely earned, planting a sole on Megan's rosy cheek as she drank in the victorious cheers".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Megan Fox vs. Emma Watson (Title Match)
"The Main Event, and the rivalry between the two competitors, lived up to the hype. Both women were in an all out war with each other, neither of them slowing down until the very end. Emma and Megan arrived to the ring wearing very similar attire: a plain black two-piece bikini that showed off a fair amount of mouth-watering skin. Megan, following tradition, opted for a thong bikini bottom while Emma chose a more modest, full-bottomed one. The similarities of the two fighters didn't stop at their attire either, both women fought with an equally aggressive tenacity, tearing into each other with reckless abandon. It was apparent from the first exchange that this was going to be an epic showdown.
By the end of the fight, both women were doused with sweat, their skin sparkling under the hot spotlights. Emma's and Megan's soggy bikini tops have long since been discarded in an untidy pile in the corner of the ring. Emma had slung Megan chest-first into the corner and, before Fox could recover, grabbed a handful of black hair and slammed the tan beauty's face in the top turnbuckle pad. The referee immediately admonished Emma, warning her about the no hair pulling rule. Watson didn't want to get disqualified, nor did she want to stoop to underhanded tactics, like Fox did, to secure a win. So, with a slight huff, Emma backed away from Megan, raising her hands up and apologizing.
Fox remained slumped face-first in the corner. It appeared that the champion possibly suffered an injury to her breasts. Her hands fumbled in front of her and she began muttering out curses. The referee ordered Emma to back up as he checked on Fox. But, as he got closer, Megan screamed, "Back off!! Give me some privacy!"
Given the fact she was topless, the referee obliged and warned Fox that if she couldn't continue, she would have to forfeit. "I...I can continue... just... just give me a minute." Megan grumbled, her voice straining with exertion. Watson, in an effort to put the obviously injured champion out of her misery, approached her cornered foe. Just as Emma's hand landed on Megan's shoulder, Fox twists around and snatches a handful of Emma's hair. With a wicked laugh, the conniving champion yanks Watson's startled face toward the top turnbuckle pad, or, at least, where the pad used to be.
As Watson's head is forced forward, she can clearly see the exposed steel that is normally hidden and protected by the turnbuckle pad. Fox wasn't injured after all, she way merely playing possum, using the opportunity to untie the protective padding of the top buckle. Emma knows that if she doesn't do something fast, she will be instantly knocked out. With the image of the exposed steel zooming closer and closer, Watson quickly devised an escape plan. Grabbing onto the adjacent top ropes, Watson braces her right foot on the middle turnbuckle pad and kicks off, using the momentum to bounce back into Megan, sending both topless beauties to the canvas.
It took almost a full minute of struggling before one woman eventually rose to her feet. That woman, fueled by the crowd chanting her name, was Emma Watson. She staggered up and began stalking her prey. Megan tries to pull herself toward the ropes but, before she can rise, gets scooped up by the armpits and pulled upright by Emma. Unable to stand up straight, Fox is bent over at the waist, her tan, thong-clad ass pointing at the rowdy fans. Watson wasn't helping her adversary up, but rather positioning her for the finish. Wrapping her pale arm around Megan's head in a front face lock, Emma points to the sky and leaps up, causing Fox to stand erect. With her right arm cinched around Fox's skull, Emma places her left palm on Megan's shoulder, flinging her own lower body back until she was perfectly horizontal, her pale back facing the spotlights, held up under the wilting frame of Megan. With an aggressive roar, Emma swings her legs forward, her body acting as a pendulum, and lands on her back, spiking the crown of Fox's skull on the canvas.
Megan flips onto her back, momentarily sitting up, her vacation eyes crossing, before collapsing flat on her back, her lean limbs melting into the mat. The spectacular implant DDT has rendered the champ unconscious, but Emma doesn't want the match to end with just a KO. Megan decided to make things personal in their last match and now it was Emma's turn to have some fun. Watson, with a wide grin, hikes her bottoms up in a wedgie and, facing the Champ's twitching legs, kneels over Fox's face. "Pucker up, Megan," Emma chirps, lowering her derrière until she feels Megan's nose slide up her crack. Once Fox's face is covered by Emma's backside the referee performs the 3-count, awarding Emma with the victory.
Emma rises from her foe and smirks down at the disheveled loser's body, "Oh dear, you still have on your knickers. We can't have that, can we?" Watson slides Fox's thong off while taunting her, "You thought you were sooo sly. You thought you'd be able to cheat your way to victory. Well, I've news for you, cheaters never prosper and revenge, well... it sure is sweet!" Emma slingshots the discarded thong into the crowd and is awarded the belt by the referee. As Emma buckles the belt around her waist, Kristen Stewart rises from her front row seat, hops over the barricade and joins her teammate in the ring, joining the celebration. The crowd cheers in excitement; partly in response to the crowning of a new Strawweight Champion and partly towards the black box tucked under Kristen's arm.
The crowd's response grows to a deafening roar once Emma opens it up and reveals the objects inside. Emma's left hand holds a collar and leash, and her right hand grasps a long, thick, dark red object. The object is phallic shaped and covered with rough-looking, reptilian-like scales. Emma prances over to Megan, attaches the collar to the former champ's slender neck and gives the leash a hard jerk, roughly pulling her adversary out of her slumber. "Wha... what happened?" Fox mutters, her eyes unfocused and glazed.
"I kicked your slutty ass that's what happened!" Emma quips, giving the leash another tug, "now, if you don't want this," Emma waves the object in front of Megan's face, "shoved up your ass, I suggest you start crawling... NOW!"
Megan's eyes pop out with fear as her vision focuses on the object. "WHA... WHAT IS THAT?!" Fox points her trembling hand up at the thick red rod. "Oh, this?" Emma casually twirls the object in her hand, "this is a dragon dildo. As you know, I'm a witch and witches have special shop's. These shops sell wands and potions and other... personal items. This is a replica of a dragon dick and if you don't do what I say, I'm going to fuck your ass with it."
With an angry grumble and a humiliated whimper, Megan slowly got on her hands and knees and began to crawl, allowing Emma to walk her around the ring. Each time Emma would jerk the leash in a certain direction, Megan would follow, and if she didn't comply, she was threatened with the monstrous dildo. The British beauty strolled around the ring, showing off her new "pet" to the snickering audience. After making several circuits, Emma placed the bottom of her foot on Fox's upturned behind and shoved her onto the canvas. Megan mewled, rolling onto her back, tears streaking her face, proof that Watsom had finally broken her. "Oh, don't cry!" Emma mockingly shushes her foe, "It's almost over, I promise.
"Now, you're going to do one itsy bitsy thing for me before I let you go." Emma says matter of factly before dropping her ass on Megan's chest and smirking into her foe's eyes.
Megan shakes away her tears and, her voice trembling with anger and sadness, croaks, "What?"
"I need you to stick that little tongue of yours out and service me." Emma sneers, repeating, not only the same words Megan spoke to her in their last encounter, but also the movements, thrusting her pelvis against Megan's chin.
"In your dreams," Fox glowers, "unlike you, I have a spine. I'm not a coward that.. AIEEEE,"
Emma cuts Megan off by reaching back and grazing the rough scales of the dildo across Fox's tender, exposed pussy, sending sharp pains shooting through her body.
Unwilling to have her insides torn apart, Fox frantically shrieked, "Okokok...okaaaaay!"
Emma pulled the toy away, slid her hips forward and peeled back the crotch of her bottoms, giving Megan full access to her aroused pussy. The crowd begins shouting as Emma looks down at the former champ. Watson drinks in the look of humiliation and disgust in her eyes. Emma watches intently as Megan sticks her tongue out and gently flicks the tip of her tongue against Watson's gaping pussy, sending a jolt of ecstasy down Emma's spine. Fox grimaces as she gets her first taste of the victorious Brit and Watson beams with vengeful delight as she feels the first sweet, lick.
Megan fights the urge to stop licking, wanting to end this quickly, and curls her tongue, preparing for a long lick. But, as Megan glides her tongue, she doesn't taste anything but air. She looks up, bewildered, and sees Victoria Justice with two handfuls of Watson's hair. Fox, turns her head to where she last saw Watson's teammate and sees Taylor Swift landing a shattering big boot to Kristen Stewart's jaw, laying the lanky brunette out cold. Not wanting to get caught in the crossfire, Megan scurries out of the ring and up the ramp; the dog leash, still attached to the collar around her neck, trailing behind her.
"Unhand me this instant!" Emma shrieks, blindly swinging her arms at her aggressor. Instead of letting go, Victoria slams her knee into Emma's abdomen, doubling her over. With her fingers snaring Watson's roots, Victoria jerks Emma forward and leaps in the air. While in midair, Justice wrenches Emma's head upward and, just as Victoria lands on her ass, wrenches Emma's head down, violently whiplashing her for a sinister sit out facebuster. Emma is knocked out, her face drilled into the canvas, her upturned, wedgied ass cheeks jiggling from the impact.
The crowd voices their disapproval of the heinous surprise attack, filling the arena with a chorus of boos. Victoria, with a conceited smirk etched on her face, bends down and, unbuckling the championship belt, taunts Watson, "Girl, that belt doesn't look cute on you at all!" Justice sneers, tugging the belt, stripping it from around Emma's waist. "Gold just isn't your color, sweetheart." Victoria quips, holding the belt up to her face and admiring her reflection in the polished gold surface. "This is a cute belt, though. Hey, Taylor," Victoria shouts to her teammate. "Yeah, Vics?" Taylor calls in a sweet, innocent voice as she walks over to her teammate, stepping on Kristen's face in the process.
Victoria wraps the belt around her waist, buckling it shut. "What do you think? Cute or nah?" Victoria does a twirl, drawing more jeers from the crowd. "Ohhh... YASSSS!" Taylor excitedly claps, "It goes perfectly with your earrings! And that gold against your skintone is sooo hot!"
Victoria performs several diva poses for the cameramen and photographers at ringside until they notice Watson stirring. "Oooh, it looks like little Miss Witch is awake. How about we have some fun," grins Taylor as Justice jubilantly nods. The devious duo skip over and, with a handful of hair, Taylor rips Emma up to her knees. "Emma, dear, do you remember when you held me in place while your trashy friend paddled my butt?" Taylor snarls at her yelping rival. "Well, I certainly remember. I NEVER FORGET! Just like I'm never going to forget how much I'm going to enjoy this! Victoria, could you be a doll and assume the position?" Taylor sweetly beckons her partner.
Victoria prances over, turns around and hikes up the back of her black skirt. The audience, despite their aversion to the blindside attack, can"t help but wolf whistle at the sight of Victoria's tan, bubbly ass cheeks pouring out of the tight fabric of her black and white polka dot panties. "Check out that sexy butt!" Taylor grins to Emma, "I don't think Vics skips leg day, do you," Swift taunts.
"Actually," Emma growls, trying and failing to struggle free, "it appears to me that "Vics" has an underwhelming and, quite frankly, inadequate compared to my own. "Vics" wishes her ass was as good as mine."
Before Victoria can retaliate, Seift cruelly jerks Emma's face into the mat before wrench her back up to her knees. "Ooops! Sorry, Em, I lost my grip. You know what I think, Vics? I think she needs a closer look!"
Victoria nods and seductively wiggles her hips back and forth as Emma screeches out, "NOOO!" Taylor shoves Emma forward until the brunette is mere merely an inch away from Justice's backside. Victoria pulls her panties up, revealing even more cheek and smirks over her shoulder, "Emma, be a dear and give my ass a kiss. You hurt its feelings and it needs to be reconciled. And it better be nice and long too, not a small peck!" Victoria watches Emma strain away and attempt to turn her head away. "And if you don't," Justice snaps, her voice cold, "Miss Swift is going to shove your face in my ass and hold you there until I'm satisfied. After that we will strip you and your friend naked, got it?"
Emma, sniffling and blinking tears out of her eyes, meekly nods and mutters, "Okay... okay, I'll do it." Despite her desire to not cave in to Victoria's demands, the idea of getting knocked out, stripped and humiliated during her first title victory was certainly worse than one kiss. So, with a long, defeated sigh, Emma leans in, puckers her lips and gives gives Victoria's ass a nice, long smooch. Victoria and Taylor are absolutely elated, hysterically giggling as Emma tearfully wipes her mouth off with the back of her hand.
Looking at the defined, red mouth print on Victoria's cheek, Taylor snickers, "Oh my God, I can't believe you actually did that! How pathetic is she?!" Swift grins. "I did what you ask, now let me GOOO!" Watson shrieks, disgusted by her own actions. "She's right, Tay," Victore smirks, "she did kiss my ass.... BUUUUUT you were the one to promise to,let her go, not me. So, Tay, if you could be so kind..." Victoria taps her ass and Watson screams, "NOOOOMPHHHHH!"
Taylor stifles Watson's cries by shoving her face-first into Justice's butt, holding the flailing champ in place as Victoria shakes her hips, grinding her ass against Emma's face, burying her nose and mouth even deeper. After a minute of hip-swaying humiliation, Taylor releases her grip, allowing Emma to pull herself free, revealing her crimson, blubbering face to the sympathetic, booing audience. Victoria, pivots on her heel, a smug grin on her face, and removes the Championship belt from her waist. "Here, Emma, this belongs to you... for now." Justice flies at Emma, slamming the gold faceplate of the belt into Watson's face, knocking the champion out.
The Pop Queen stands over Kristen as Victoria stands over Emma. Giving each other a nod, Swift and Justice strip off their rivals clothes, ripping the cloth to shreds until the unconscious pale beauties are completely naked, their small, yet perky tits and shaven mounds on full display. Taylor gets her revenge on Kristen by cruelly shoving the dildo up Stewart's pussy, twisting it to the hilt. Justice, adding to her vengeful dismantling of the Brit, shoves Emma's bottoms inside the KOd champ's gaping mouth. The team of Swift Justice pose one last time before exiting the ring, leaving Watson and Stewart naked, humiliated and unconscious with the title belt discarded between their crumpled bodies. Grabbing a microphone on their way out, Taylor and Justice reach the top of the ramp before the lanky blonde Pop Queen announces, "Now, that's what we call Swift Justice! And tonight justice was served!" Taylor smirks as the crowd showers Swift Justice with jeers."
- Submission by jdo90
Megan Fox vs. Emma Watson (Title Match)
"Emma Watson gave a weary yet satisfied smile, as she dragged the feeble moving Megan Fox across the ring and turn the turnbuckle. The grueling back and forth had been going for over 20 minutes, each woman clearly giving there all, leaving them both topless and covered in sweat, red claw marks riddling both their bodies. Yet after a stunning reversal of Megan's finisher, Emma had the advantage, and planned to finish things once and for all. As they reach the turnbuckle, Megan, once so cocky at the beginning of the match, now desperate, struck out her fist towards Emma's womanhood. But Emma caught the fist before it could reach the target, taking great pleasure to see the surprise on Megan's face before saying viscously.
"Thought I'd fall for that trick again you pathetic whore?" At which Emma grabbed Megan's hair violently and slammed Megan's face against the turnbuckle, once... twice... and then three times!
The blows left Megan weak and mewling, offering little resistance as Emma forced her up the top turnbuckle, facing the ring, with Emma climbing as well. Giving one final cheer to the crowd, Emma then grabbed Megan head and performed a turnbuckle German suplex, bringing Megan down in a mighty crash! Megan gave a small gasp of pain before laying down in a daze as Emma grabbed her legs in a pin. The ref came by and started to count.
1...2..... and 3!!!!! The crowd goes wild, as "Snorus Love" played on the speaker as the bell rings with the announcer coming and saying.
"Ladies and Gentleman, your winner for tonight and the new Strawweight Title Holder.... EMMA WATSON!"
The crowd goes wild in response and Emma stood up and ate all the cheers in as the Ref handed her the belt. Emma put it on and did on another cheer before turning serious as she looked down at her defeated rival. Walking over and kneeling down on her opponent's chest, Emma grabbed Megan's sleeping face, pulling it up saying.
"Look at you. Thought you were the top diva, thought you were the best, but in the end Megan... you're nothing more than a cheating bitch. I think its time you were treated as one!" Emma gave a gesture to the camera, and out of the ring entrance came Kristen Stewart in white latex wrestling wear, jogging down gleefully with the black box. Entering the ring, Kristen gave Emma a hug before handing the box to her, and going ringside to watch, it was Emma's moment after all. Emma set down the box down, opened it up and pulled out three items, each drawing a cheer from the crowd, a dog leash, a ball gag, and a dragon dildo.
Going back to Megan, Emma put the leash and ball gag on her, before stripping her of her panties and leaving her fully nude. Giving a mischievous smile, Emma then playfully slapped at Megan's face with the dragon dildo, slowly causing her to wake up. Megan's eyes soon widen in shock at she stared at the dominant Emma, who put a knee on Megan's chest.
"Now now dear, don't be scared." said Emma coyfully, as she grabbed Megan's leash, "All I want to do is take you for a walk. Won't you do that for me dear?" At which Emma started to tease Megan's womanhood with her dildo, causing Megan to shudder. "I wouldnt want to punish you after all." Megan moaned through her ball gag, a brief moment of defiance on her face showed before another stroke of the dildo caused her to shiver again and she began to nod in agreement. At which Emma chuckled and said.
"Good, now let's walk." At which Emma stood up and forced Megan on her fours before pulling at the leash. Megan, too weak at this point to resist, slowly yet surely complied. Emma look gloriously with the belt around her figure, her face beaming as she pulled at Megan's leash and drag her mewling rival around the ring. Occasionally she took the dildo and slapped it against Megan's ass as further humiliation, each smack causing Megan's cheeks to jiggle. The crowd was going wild at the display, with Kristen cheering them on as Megan cried a single tear, her once dominance in the CWF now in ruins. Emma continued this for a few minutes, before finally stopping and bending over to the moaning Megan, grabbing her face, saying.
"That's a good girl," Emma smiled, "now, you're going to do one itsy bitsy thing for me before I let you go."
Megan, with tears in her eyes, croaked, "What?" at which Emma slapped her hard in the face and force her onto her back. Emma gave her a kick in the stomach before sensnually stripping her pink latex wrestling pants off, reavling her womanhood to the crowd before straddling her chest and said.
"Time for you to do what you made me do last time we meet." Grabbing Megan's gag, she ripped it off, before continuing. "Now service me." at which Emma shoved her womanhood into Megan's face. Megan gave a cry of humiliation in response, but try as she might she could dislodge the dominant Emma. Emma irritated by Megan's defiance, grabbed the dildo and forced it into Megan's womanhood, causing Megan to shiver and moan in ecstasy as it was pulled in and out. In the end, seeing no way out, Megan reluctantly complied and started to lick and lap at Emma's peach. Emma gave a soft moan in response, as she grabbed Megan's hair and forced her even deeper, cutting Megan's off of air, saying.
"Yes... yes... that's its Megan......." as Emma humped Megan's face even more. Meanwhile Emma continued to pump the Dragon Dildo even more into Megan's womanhood, each involuntary moan from Megan adding to her pleasure. This continued for a minute or so, as the crowd and cameras drank it in. Emma slowly yet surely quickened the pace, pumping and humping faster and faster before finally....
"Yes...yes...YES!!!!!" screamed Emma, as ecstasy, joy and satisfaction filled her. Ecstasy covered Megan's face in response as Emma, sweating slightly, heaved hard in pleasure, her dominance complete. The crowd along with Kristen went wild again in response and Emma beamed in response, knowing the night was hers.
Yet suddenly, from the crowd, a figure emerged with a chair. Sneaking up behind Kristen, she brought it down hard on Kristen's back, causing Kristen face widen in shock as fell to the ground, holding her back in pain. Turning around, she saw that her assailant was none other than Taylor Swift, who grin in vicious delight as she brought the chair down on Kristen again, and again, leaving Kristen writing in pain. Emma snapped out of her bliss to notice the commotion and quickly got off Megan to help her partner.
Yet suddenly from another part of the crowd, another assailant came into the ring, and ran behind Emma as Emma reached the ropes. Grabbing her by the shoulder, she flipped Emma to face her, turning out to be none other than Victoria Justice, who kicked Emma in the stomach before grabbing Emma, and hitting her with a sitout facebuster! Already weak from the fight, the move knocked the daisy's out of Emma, who moans softly in response.. Victoria smiled at the lying Emma before cupping Emma's face up and saying to it.
"Well hello Miss Straweight Champion. Hope you're having a wonderful evening tonight! Cause Taylor and I are here to wreck it!"
At which Victoria turned to Taylor, who was standing next to the slowly standing Kristen. Nodding to Victoria, Taylor ran up and hit Kristen with her with the Big Boot, knocking her out completely. Laughing, Taylor grabbed the moaning Kristen, and forced her into the ring with Victoria, who was now standing over Emma, giving her the occasional kick. Megan, for her part, was glad for the reprieve and quickly rolled out of the ring and crawled to the entrance, taking the Emma's toys with her in her haste. Taylor and Victoria laughed at her fleeing form, with Victoria saying.
"Yea Megan, go on you pathetic whore! How on earth you became champion is beyond me!" Turning to Taylor, she followed up saying. "Now Taylor, its time for some payback don't you agree?" At which she kicked Emma in the stomach again before helping Taylor strip Kristen of all her clothing, leaving the moaning Kristen fully naked. They then dragged Kristen to the turnbuckle, forcing her to face it and lay on the middle turnbuckle. Taylor then proceeded to tie Kristen's hands around the turnbuckle with her own clothing, as Victoria walked over to the lying Emma, kicking her again. Grabbing Emma's belt, Victoria stripped it off her and put it around her waist saying.
"Well, one things for sure Taylor. This belt looks way better on me, don't you agree?" Taylor finally finished tying up Kristen nodded in response, saying.
"Of course, don't worry though. We'll have belts of our own soon. Now wont you be a dear and kick that box over please!"
Victoria notices the black box and complies graciously at which Taylor then opened it and pulled out a familiar object... the same paddle Kristen had used on her last time they meet. Playfully, Taylor stoked it against Kristen's cheeks who shuddered in response. Victoria in turn grabbed Emma by the hair, and dragged her to the other turnbuckle, laying her back against the second turnbuckle. Receiving a nod from Victoria, Taylor grabbed Kristen by the hair and whispered with malicious joy.
"My my, what a perfect target you have there!" At which Taylor started to smack the paddle against Kristen's cheeks, to the audible boos of the crowd, each smack eliciting a soft moan from Kristen as her cheeks vibrated and got redder with each one.
Victoria in turn pumped the air before grabbing her wrestling panties and forcing them into a wedgie. She then proceed to place her ass into Emma's face and started to booty bop her against the turnbuckle, before forcing Emma to eat her cheeks in full.
Both Kristen and Emma gave humiliated moans at the treatment, as the crowd booed the dirty tactics of Swift Justice. Both Victoria and Taylor however seemed to enjoy the response, taking satisfaction of getting revenge on their rival tag team Witchpire! After a minute of this treatment, both woman relented their abuse, with Taylor dropping the paddle from the redden behind of Kristen, and Victoria leaving Emma's face red and cover in sweat. Victoria then grabbed the belt and took it off kneeling next to Emma saying.
"Don't worry, I'll leave this with you, but know one day, this will be mine. Got that?" At which Victoria smacked Emma in the face with the belt, knocking her out fully. Smiling in satisfaction, Victoria stood up and gave a high five to Taylor before slipping out of the ring with her. As they walked up the entrance ramp, "Bad Blood" played on the speakers, as the pair took the crowd's boos graciously, believing the fans to be simply jealous. As they finally reach the entrance, they turned around taking in the scene, the booing crowd, and the moaning forms of Kristen and Emma, before raising their hands together saying.
"Swift Justice has been delivered!"
- Submission by AKMaster
Charlotte McKinney (60%) defeats Beyonce (40%)
Beyonce vs. Charlotte McKinney
"The co-main event is typically reserved for well-established, top-tier fighters; not for fighters that are new to the roster. Celebrities, no matter how well-known they are in Hollywood, can't walk into the CWF and take on a ranked fighter, but not everyone was Beyonce, and the multi-million dollar singer was not a typical celebrity. Beyonce rubbed elbows with a former President, she climbed the Hollywood ladder of success to the top and made a lot of friends with a lot of power. Beyonce didn't fight on the undercard and she certainly didn't fight in an opening bout. She possesses a marquee name and refused to settle for anything but the main event spot. Thankfully, despite Beyonce's managers relentless attempts for a main event spot, the owner of the CWF wouldn't budge, forcing Beyonce into a co-main event spot. The Main Event was reserved for the title fight between Megan Fox and Emma Watson and no celebrity, no matter how powerful they are, won't take that spot away from the Championship fight. Beyonce would have to prove her worth and earn a main event spot -- something the caramel-skinned beauty planned on doing tonight.
All eyes were on Beyonce tonight. The fans, the promoters and, especially, the fighters questioned how Queen B would fare against the number 5 ranked blonde bombshell, Charlotte McKinney. The CWF is comprised of only the best of the best fighters and Beyonce had never stepped foot in a CWF ring before. Sure, she had fought, and won titles, in several different organizations, but the CWF was a different beast. During the pre-fight press conference, Beyonce was asked by a reporter why she thought she deserved such a high-ranked fight and why she thought she could beat her opponent.
Queen B replied, "Because I'm the best. No one can handle me, especially not some big-titted bimbo like Charlotte McKinney. I don't see how she's even won so many fights. Her legs are the size of twigs! How do they hold up those saggy tits of hers? I'm surprised she doesn't topple over with all that weight on her chest. I'm going to puncture her breasts and plant this big ol' butt right on her face. Charlotte, you ain't ready for this jelly. Cause my body's too bootylicious!"
Everyone watching almost immediately recieved their answers for how Beyonce would fare. It was unquestionably apparent, right from the opening bell, that Beyonce was way, way, over her head. The blonde bombshell easily dismantled her elder opponent, dissecting her with a brutal spear. The Queen B folded in half and crumpled to the mat, the wind already knocked out of her. Charlotte, not wasting any time, leapt on top of her prey, landing harsh blows to the multi-millionaire's abdomen before driving her elbow into Bey's breasts. After obliterating her foe's rack, Charlotte, giggling out loud, grabs the neckline of Beyonce's provocative one-piece and begins shredding it apart with her bare hands. In the end, no matter how much Beyonce screamed and struggled to retain her dignity, Charlotte strips her down, leaving her completely naked.
After several minutes of Beyonce screaming and trying to shield herself, Charlotte decides to put an end to the newcomers misery. Beyonce's smooth, caramel skin, sheening with sweat, glistens under the spotlights as the nude singer sobs, clumsily staggering across the canvas. One arm is tightly wrapped around her bare breasts while the hand of the other arm is cupping her smooth pussy. Charlotte continued to stalk her humiliated, nude foe, eventually snatching Bey's head. With her arm wrapped around her foe's neck, Charlotte twists around and drops Beyonce, face-first into the canvas with a swinging neck breaker. Beyonce bounces off the mat and, due to the momentum of the neck breaker, rotates in mid-air before crashing back down on her spine.
Beyonce's limbs unravel, stretching out to the four corners of the ring. With a satisfied grin, Charlotte mounts her opponent's waist and sneers down at Beyonce's exhausted face, Well," Charlotte giggles, reaching behind her back and untying her bikini top, "it looks like YOU weren't ready for my jelly." With the knot untied, Charlotte's bikini yop falls down, allowing the massive breasts of the 27-year-old bombshell to spill out. Snaking her "twig" legs around Beyonce's, Charlotte stretches the newcomer's stems wide open, giving the cameramen, and the audience, an unhindered view of the multi-millionaire's vagina. With her opponent's legs secured, Charlotte is able to snatch Bey's wrists, pinning them above her head. "You may be have a bootylicious body," Charlotte whispers in Beyonce's ear, "but I have something you don't." Charlotte leans down, shaking her shoulders, causing her tits to forbodingly jiggle in front of her foe's face.
"No...noooo," Beyonce pleads, staring up at McKinney's deadly assets. Charlotte wouldn't allow Beyonce any mercy and, with a playful chuckle, grabs the back of her opponent's head and buries the Queen B's horeified features into the deep, dark, sweaty canyon between her voluptuous breasts. Muffled cries erupt from McKinney's cleavage as Beyonce's face disappears in the suffacating pillows of Charlotte's hot, sticky flesh. Beyonce wildly squirmed as Charlotte hugged the back of her skull. The muffled cries grew more frenetic until, suddenly, they stopped. The Queen B was completely slack, yet another victim to Charlotte's massive jugs. As the referee raises Charlotte's arm, McKinney places her heel on Beyonce's bare left breast, deflating the B cup orb, and gloats, "I guess my body is just too boobylicious!"
- Submission by jdo90
Avril Lavigne (52%) defeats Kate Mara (48%)
Kate Mara vs. Avril Lavigne
"Despite being winless in her first three matches, of which two were against rather bungling and uninspired competition, it was the spunky Canadian who miraculously found herself leading the charge as the match hit its twilight hour. Avril Lavigne was one of the last fighters remaining whose pathetic record was buoying Kate Mara in the standings, but her current freefall losing four-straight (and counting) was threatening to submarine her straight to the depths of the Strawweight division.
"Lookie! So the carpet does match the drapes, eh?" Avril mercilessly cooed, hunching inquisitively over the downed redhead who seemed to be running on empty.
Kate squirmed and sobbed into the canvas as she pathetically curled into the fetal position, both hands shaking as she gingerly cupped her throbbing womanhood. A brutal, wrenching frontal wedgie had managed to split Kate's spandex bottoms straight up the seams, tearing through fabric and flesh alike as they demeaningly parted her plump, pink lips and invaded her sex before giving way. As Mara's pleading digits parted, her dark amber bush of pubic hair peeked through the slits, her naked mound now on display as she was finally stripped completely naked by an insatiable Lavigne. Her delicious, milky-white B-cups fleshily teardropped toward the canvas as her spine curled, wilting into a puddle before Avril commanded her to rise. She wasn't done sending a message.
Mara grit her teeth as Avril twirled her digits around a clump of her loose, shoulder-length auburn locks, hoisting the battered redhead to unsteady footing. Seemingly resigned to eat the final knockout blow, Kate vacantly wobbled on her heels simply shielding her naked bush instead of putting up defenses; bulbs dancing in their sockets as her lips curled, pouting as she was forced to taste defeat once again.
Instead of a final heroic bomb or slam, Avril instead simply slung a lethargic side kick into Kate's ribs. Out of sheer reflex rather than skill, Mara hooked Lavigne's calf and pinned the singer's stem to her rib cage, catching the kick in mid-air. Was that really all Avril had left in the tank? Could Kate make a comeback and snatch victory from the jaws of defeat? No, and no.
The coy blonde's fake look of concern suddenly slid into a devilish smile, smirking at the shocked Mara as she pogo'd on one heel. Suddenly leaping airborne in a shocking display of athleticism, Avril slung her free stem into Kate's cheek, nearly decapitating the frozen actress. A sickening, meaty *THWACK* erupted as Kate's skull rocked sideways as if her neck had been snapped, a mouthful of slobber sloshing across the canvas as her naked frame stiffened. Her bulbs were already glazed over as her head lulled back in place, her teardropping bosom twitching with convulsions before her upright frame tipped backwards, crashing to the mat on her back. Her fingers and toes curled as her rigid frame hit the ground, skidding to a stop as a devastating toe-kick left her splayed out flat on her ass. Avril landed with a thud herself before twisting just in time to see the devastation, giggling with glee as Kate gurgled and twitched before her. A final piercing heel planted on Kate's mushrooming left tit was all the cover needed as Avril finally got in the win column in dramatic fashion".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Zendaya Coleman (44%) defeats Kendall Jenner (56%) via RNG
Zendaya Coleman vs. Kendall Jenner
"Zendaya could only moan in pain as Kendall tightened her legs around her neck in a reverse figure 4 headscissors. Drapped in her blue wrestling attire, Zendaya valiently struggled against Kendall's hold, twisting back and forth with her body as she tried to grab the ropes. Kendall, in her red wrestling attire, beamed at her opponent's struggles, happy that critic's fears of her losing to a newbie "jobber" seemed to be completely unfounded. Indeed, Kendall took advantage of the rookie's inexperience and overall naivety, allowing her to dominate much of the match. Despite this, Zendaya was not one to give up easily and she gave another attempt to grab the ropes, though despite her best efforts, her hand was a foot or so away, yet she had to stop her attempts as Kendall gave another squeeze in punishment, saying.
"Now now dear, this is the CWF. You're just going to have to endure it okay? Or perhaps you'd like to give"
"Never!" definitely cried Zendaya "You'll pay for this!" Kendall simply laughed in response and simply responded.
"Yea yea, thats what they all say. Also, why don't I get you fully acquainted on how things are done around here." At which Kendall took adjusted her figure 4 so that Zendaya face soon became buried in Kendall's ass. Zendaya gave a muffled moan of humiliation as she soon found her source of oxygen gone. Again, she tried to reach the ropes with her hands, but at this point Kendall had grabbed them and held them tight, leading to another moan of frustration from Zendaya's part. Kendall simply laughed and responded.
"Whats that MJ? Sorry there love, I can't hear you. Seems like you have something muffling you!" Kendall gave another contemptuous laugh, before giving another tight squeeze of her legs. Sighing in satisfaction, she eased back a little, patiently waiting for the rookie to pass out completely. Yet after a half a minute, as Zendaya seem to be on her last breaths, the ref suddenly came by and attempted to break the hold, much to Kendall's frustration.
"What gives ref?" said Kendall incredulously, "I'm doing nothing wrong here." At which the ref pointed to the ropes. Kendall took a look and much to her surprise, Zendaya had managed to get a single foot onto the ropes. Huffing in frustration, Kendall reluctanly let go of the hold, and frustrated, stood up and started to argue with the referee, as Zendaya coughed and breathed hard, happy for the reprieve. After a few seconds, realizing that arguing with the ref was pointless, Kendall turned around and grabbed Zendaya by her hair, dragging her to the middle of the ring, before starting to lift her up to her feet, saying.
"You annoying bitch. Why can't you stay down! Look like I've been too lenient on youuuuu!!!!" Kendall eyes widen in surprise as Zendaya brought up one of her legs and punted Kendall in her womanhood! Given Zendaya's reputation as a face, Kendall had not expected such a move from her, as her legs wobbled like jelly from the pain. Zendaya didn't hesitate and she quickly swept Kendall's legs, causing her to fall to the floor hard.
Not giving her a chance to recover, Zendaya immediately wrapped her long legs around Kendall's neck and in the cruel twist of fate, Kendall found herself in the same predicament that Zendaya was in a few minutes ago. Shocked by the turn of event, Kendall tried to grasp for the ropes, but Zendaya wasn't having that as she gave another tight squeeze of her legs, eventually causing Kendall to simply grasp at her legs in futility saying.
"Ahh.... let me go you Disney tramp!!" Zendaya simply laughed and gave another tight squeeze of her legs saying.
"Now now, what did you say earlier? This is the CWF dear, you're just going to have to endure it?" "Also, you called what you gave me a headscissors?" mocked Zendaya, "Well let me show you what a real headscissors feels like." At which Zendaya repositioned her legs slightly adding more pressure to Kendall neck and forcing her face into Zendaya's womanhood. Kendall gave a muffled cry in response and desperately attempted to break free, grab the ropes, anything.
But it was clear that Zendaya legs were too strong, and soon Kendall's struggles started to lessen and lessen. Her cries of muffled anguish growing fainter and fainter, until finally, she laid still. Zendaya beamed in response, keeping the hold for a minute or so longer to ensure victory before letting go, the redden face of Kendall flopping to the floor. The referee grabbed Kendall's hand and lifted it off the ground before letting it plop. Satisfied, the ref signaled the bell and it rang, with the announcer saying.
"Ladies and Gentleman, your winner of tonight's match, Zendaya!" Zendaya smile light up the room, as the ref lifted her arm. Her chest heaving as she huffed and puffed from the exertion. Putting her foot on the heaving Kendall, Zendaya raised her arms in the victory pose eating the crowds adulation for her first successful and certainly not last match at the CWF."
- Submission by AKMaster
Jessica Alba (55%) defeats Margot Robbie (45%)
Margot Robbie vs. Jessica Alba
"As these two contrasting beauties were set to face off, it was stunning how Jessica Alba simply refused to age. You'd never have known she was nearly ten years Robbie's senior just by looking at her; much less studying how talented and tactical she was inside the ring. If it wasn't for three narrow defeats at the hands of some of the top fighters in the CWF, Alba could very well be undefeated. She proved herself a worthy title contender on this night as she once again denied both Father Time, and Margot Robbie in this shockingly one-sided affair. Despite a much less impressive resume, many expected more out of the Aussie, but Alba simply ran her ragged, dismantling the sluggish blonde before a final DDT mercifully ended her suffering. I wouldn't be shocked if Jessica Alba made a Katic-esque run at the Flyweight belt in the coming weeks".
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
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