PPV 52
Hilary Duff (60%) defeats Ariel Winter (40%)
Hilary Duff vs. Ariel Winter (Title Match)
"A growing crowd favorite for her ruthless, efficient, and increasingly technical skills in the ring, Hilary Duff looked like she would be a formidable Champion to unseat. Though she'd yet to really dominate or run anyone out of the ring, Duff just kept winning, including an authoritative victory over Brooklyn Decker, who was looking like the most worthy challenger in the entire division. With Brooklyn having made a statement in her own match against Winter earlier in the evening, Hilary needed to keep pace if she wanted the mind-games with the SI model to dig their hooks deeper. Thanks to the Federation's secret, proprietary technology, Winter was fresh as a daisy despite being tit-smothered unconscious not an hour earlier; but as she was prone to doing, Hilary methodically sucked the life out of Winter much like Brooklyn had.
Squeezing in little to no offense in between countless grinding, spine-churning submissions and slams, the formerly undefeated Winter was once again in an all too familiar position on the night; Body-Scissored and staring down the barrel of another Breast Smother. Hilary grit her teeth as Ariel rolled to a hip, then worked to a knee, then both knees, and finally stammered upright on her toes, wailing as Hilary somehow kept her Body-Scissor intact. The wheezing, raven-haired Winter teetered to her heels as Hilary added a controlling clinch around her neck, threatening to snap Ariel in half at the rib cage with her rippling thighs if she didn't tap. With a lurch and a shrill squeal, Winter's compact frame tipped forward, collapsing in a devastated heap as she rapped her submission on Hilary's thigh, ending her torture and shot at the belt."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Brooklyn Decker (53%) defeats Ariel Winter (47%)
Ariel Winter vs. Brooklyn Decker (Tits 'N' Ass Title Match)
"Most people assumed after Brooklyn lost her Flyweight title to Hillary Duff in embarrassing fashion and then was broken, humiliated, and smothered unconscious repeatedly by the great Kate Upton in PPV 48 that she would never fight again.
After all, Kate used her to send a message to every would be challenger what could happen by abusing the rules of the skin-to-win match to apply an extra hour of torture to her opponent, subjecting her to endless amounts of painful submission holds and breath-absorbing smothers.
Despite that, much to everyone's surprise, right before PPV 52 was set to be announced, Brooklyn demanded a spot in a match with a belt at stake. This stunned everyone as due to the damage done by Kate Upton, she was still on the Commissioner's Medically Unable to Fight list. Nevertheless, the Commissioner obliged and gave her a fight against the undefeated and current Tits n' Ass champion: Ariel Winter.
Given Brooklyn's state coming into the fight and Ariel's recent dominant run, including a victory of Brooklyn's stablemate Lindsey, most fans predicted that Brooklyn would get utterly slaughtered and breast smothered unconscious in the first round of the fight. With each round of this unlimited round fight only lasting 5 minutes, it'd be impressive if Ariel could pull it off against the legendary fighter, but if anyone could do it it would be Ariel, and if it could ever happen at any time now would be it.
Those CWF fans who bet on a first round breast smother KO victory for Ariel jumped for joy as after an unfortunate slip mid-strike by Brooklyn, not only did the surprising early advantage she had built up evaporate, but she found herself in Ariel's fleshy embrace!
"Oh Brooklyn, you never should have challenged me," Ariel cooed as she pulled Brooklyn deeper into her cleavage. "What Kate did to you will seem like nothing after I smother you unconscious repeatedly in my post-match victory celebration. Her pictures dominating you basically took up the entire issue of the CWF magazine the week after she crushed you. I intend to do the same and let the CWF know the old guard is dead and I am here to take what's mine," Ariel continued sadistically.
Trapped in a grapevine hold and with Ariel's seemingly unbreakable grip on her head keeping her face glued to Ariel's breasts, Brooklyn knew she was in dire straits as she tried to break free of this hold.
After about 15 seconds of writhing underneath Ariel, desperately trying to squirm free while pulling on Ariel's arms, Brooklyn let her hands fall to her sides and simply laid on the mat like a ragdoll. Ariel smirked as she noticed Brooklyn's struggles subside, "oh did the washed up has been give up? Well that's too bad. Surrendering early won't get you any mercy!"
Brooklyn knew that her only hope of winning this match and escaping the punishment Ariel promised to visit upon her was to pray she would be saved by the bell. With Ariel's breasts forming a near-perfect seal against her mouth and nose salvation couldn't come soon enough.
After another 25 seconds though her prayers were answered as the bell rang and Ariel lifted her breasts off of Brooklyn's face. "Oh, you poor thing. I thought you would only have to meet my ass during the post-match humiliation, but now I think I'll smother you both ways during our fight. How the might have fallen, my little smother slut," Ariel taunted with a cocky laugh.
After a 30 second break, both fighters came back together, with Brooklyn looking slightly worse for wear, but still with a lot of fight left in her. The second and third rounds were surprisingly boring as Brooklyn managed to keep her distance and weaken Ariel with a few slams and outside of a counter that resulted in a short-lived stink face, managed to avoid anything too bad.
Everything changed in the fourth round though, when Ariel thought she had caught Brooklyn less than 40 seconds into the round after hitting her with a kick to the gut. "You fool, all you did was prolong your suffering, Brooklyn. You got to see my stink face, now get to see a power bomb and a long, long breast smother before your humiliation begins, bitch," Ariel snarled. As she lifted Brooklyn up into power bomb position, Ariel taunted, "welcome to hell!"
But before she could get Brooklyn nice and snug on her shoulders, Brooklyn swung her body and brought Ariel with her as she hit her with a hurricanrana! Brooklyn snapped her legs down as she hit the canvas, spiking her foe's head right into the mat. Ariel looked glassy-eyed, stunned by the way the tables had turned on her.
Brooklyn rolled Ariel on top of her body, locking her legs around her opponents ribs in a brutal body scissor while pulling Ariel's head down into her famous rack. "Night night, rookie. Never forget that this is my league and my world; you're just living in it," Brooklyn growled as she crushed Ariel's ribs, eliciting yelps of agony from the young fighter that were muffled by the legendary breast smother Brooklyn was so famous for.
The crowd gasped in shock as the undefeated upstart flailed hopelessly in the smother hold, unable to escape. The round timer showed 2:45 and every fan in the room knew with Brooklyn's breast smother in place, Ariel had no hope, and with the scissor helping, it wouldn't even take half that.
"MMMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHH" Ariel moaned into the smother as she tried to submit to Brooklyn's hold. "What did you say? I can't hear you Ariel!" Brooklyn yelled with delight, much to the joy of her fans as they watched her triumphant return.
"I-MMMMPPPPPHHH-subMMMMMPPPPHH" Ariel tried to scream her submission, but even then not all of it was audible. With only 30 seconds spent in the hold, Ariel's desperation to submit was plain for all to see.
45 second in she was tapping. And before she spent a whole minute in the hold she was out cold and Brooklyn Decker was once again a champion."
- Submission by NoAirZone
Katrina Bowden (51%) defeats Michelle Trachtenberg (49%)
Katrina Bowden vs. Michelle Trachtenberg (Buck Naked Beauties Title Match)
"Despite the somewhat gimmicky stakes of this match, we were blessed to be looking at two of the hottest (figuratively and literally) Flyweights in the division. Winners of five in a row combined, Katrina Bowden and Michelle Trachtenberg were on a tear, with Michelle in particular looking to put herself in the conversation for #1 Contender among a myriad of others. Unfortunately for Michelle, the moment, and the stakes, proved too big for her to overcome. A seasoned veteran of these brutally invasive, humiliating naked bouts, Bowden was far more comfortable in her own skin when push came to shove, reveling in showing off the blubbering, humiliated brunette. In an unfathomably lewd and jaw-dropping display, Katrina borrowed her tag partner Stacy Keibler's smutty split-legged Corner Choke to arch and ring Trachtenberg dry. Bowden's slick, blossoming peach was invitingly displayed as she leaned into the suffocating hold, keeping her heel pinned to Michelle's straining throat until the lynched actress stopped pedaling and hung lifelessly still in the corner."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Emily Addison (52%) defeats Scarlett Johansson (48%)
Scarlett Johansson vs. Emily Addison (Sex Fight Title Match)
"Scarlett came into this as the sexfight title holder but she had underestimated her challenger as Emily had thrown her around the champion's bedroom and gotten Scarlett moaning pretty early on. The famous actress would not back down as she got Emily face down on the bed as she kicked the adult star’s legs open and sliding her fingers inside her made Emily lift her head up as she licked her lips. “Come on Scarlett, make it happen!” She moans out as Scarlett is thrown off by the comment, never had she experienced someone who taunted her like this as she was in control.
Emily takes advantage of the situation and bucks backwards sending Scarlett to her ass as she looked up at Emily, “I’ll show you how to do it, now give me that title bitch” Emily smiles yanking Scarlett onto the bed as she lifts her legs and dives mouth first between Scarlett’s legs licking away. Scarlett can’t contain herself as she grips the bedsheets and moans out before climaxing as Emily keeps going until Scarlett once again climaxes and passes out. Emily smiling as she stands up and lays on Scarlett “Now you're mine to play with when you wake up...” Emily grins as the new sexfight title holder."
- Submission by Celebrity Strapon Queen
Stana Katic (62%) defeats Taylor Swift (38%)
Stana Katic vs. Taylor Swift (Jobber Title Match)
"There wasn't much speculation or conjecture any longer when it came to trying to predict Swift Justice's debauchery; they were going to come with an unthinkable, depraved trick up their sleeve no matter the setting. Given that both Taylor Swift and Victoria Justice had some nasty history with the Hawkins' Heroines stable, Stana made sure to bring some insurance to a bout she was practically being dared to lose by the CWF brass. Her insurance came in the form of Mandy Moore accompanying her ringside. While not exactly a name that sent shivers down anyone's spine, Moore was extremely eager to get her mits on Victoria Justice, whom she knew would be ripe for the picking with Swift distracted inside the ropes. Her only job was to keep Vika from interfering; one she felt would be simple enough. Once a Flyweight Champion, Katic's tumble from the precipice of greatness had been abrupt, as she now found herself one mistake from utter humiliation. That one mistake? Underestimating the nefarious depths to which Swift Justice would be willing to sink.
Minutes in and the fight was going all-too according to plan for Katic as the fiery cougar continued to sling the hapless blonde across the ring to much delight, reveling in Swift's pathetic cries and lack of offense. No matter how much the blonde crowed, a watchful eye from Mandy Moore ensured that Vika was unable to move a muscle, even going so far as to Irish Whip the lithe Justice into the audience barricade to quell her perceived ambitiousness. With Victoria wailing slumped against the steel blockade, a wicked grin suddenly crept across her lips, cackling as Mandy towered over her downed frame.
"Mands, 'member our friend over there?!" Victoria quipped, snapping her fingers and pointing behind Mandy's back down the ramp.
"Well maybe you won't remember his face, but I bet if you open that throat back up you'll remember the taste of a certain veiny cock!"
A horrified jolt of electricity ran up Mandy's spine as she wheeled on her heels to see a colossal, muscled Lumberjack stalking down the ramp seemingly under Vika's command. Mandy's eyes bulged like saucers as she stood eye-to-chest with the frothing freak, the same Lumberjack that had nearly throat-fucked Moore unconscious after her loss to Victoria Justice in the first ever Lumberjack & Jill PPV.
With another sharp command from Justice, Mandy was callously clamped around the throat, her long, painted lashes fluttering as her eyes rolled into the back of her skull, gurgling as she was lifted off her tippy toes with a savage One-Handed Chokeslam. Mandy's painted toes curled, her long stems pedaling as she was lifted two feet off the concrete below, helplessly clawing at the wrist of the boorish Lumberjack as he shuffled her over to the announcer's table. With a deep, guttural roar, the muscled brute inched Moore even higher before ripping the small of her curled spine through the steel table. Moore's spine buckled as she was bombed through the splintering table, all four limbs slinging spread eagle as she was laid out with no regard or remorse. The brunette's mangled, twisted torso pitched and heaved with convulsions as her panting tummy flexed and spasmed; one of her pert, fleshy tits sloshing free from the light pink bikini top she'd dawned to match Katic.
Inattentive or simply indifferent to the 'ooh's' and 'ahhh's' behind her, Stana continued to wring the tattered Swift dry, detonating another merciless DDT until Swift was practically maimed to the point of submission, whimpering with tears as Stana straddled over her. Suddenly the brunette froze in astonishment as Victoria slid into the ring at her side, wheeling in distress to locate her partner; only when she turned, she was greeted with the same boorish smile as Moore just seconds earlier. Piecing two and two together in a flash, Stana immediately turned-tail and tried to vault away, only to be caught by the braided ponytail so conveniently dangling over her shoulder. Katic's delicate frame was effortlessly gagged and bound, her lithe torso outstretched as the brute snaked his bicep around her throat and strung her up in a sinister Rear Naked Choke.
A sharp, harmonious yank at the chest of Katic, and her teardropping B-cups were spilt from their spandex cups; a shrill, muffled yelp and dribble of slobber all she could muster in retort. Lifting her partner back to her feet, Victoria and Taylor took joyous turns slugging gutting uppercuts into Stana's desperate, panting abdomen. Each strike sent a heavy grunt eeking from her lips, her mangled, stretched torso rippling with spasms as the Lumberjack continued to flex his life-sucking grip. After an agonizing minute, Stana's sagging frame slumped to the ground, her thong-split ass cheeks perked ripely toward the rafters as Taylor immediately hit her knees and pulled for the cover.
"1... 2... 3!!!..."
"3!!"
Swift was incensed as she craned Stana's left thigh higher, arching her convulsing frame into a full, topless split. But the only count was hers, not the official's.
"You don't get a count until he's out of the ring!" The official combatively barked back to the pop superstar, much to the vehement protest of Swift and Justice.
Practically thrown through the ropes by Victoria with a bloated sense of confidence given their size disparity, the ring was finally cleared of everyone but Stana and Taylor, only this time when the blonde pulled her cover, Katic miraculously sputtered back to life and kicked out. Katic's eyes fluttered back to life as a furious gulp of oxygen caused her naked chest to swell, spasming as she rolled to her side and unseated a lackadaisical Swift. Still huffing at the zebra, Taylor was too busy squabbling to notice Katic roll to her belly, pressing dazedly to all fours as she tried to find her bearings while drunkenly wandering across the ring. The blonde was visibly incensed as she pressed right up to the chest of the official, only to have him slip out of the way at the last possible moment. Swift was not so lucky, as she begun to turn her head just as Stana worked into a trot and leapt into the air, cradling the back of Taylor's skull with both hands and depositing the babbling blonde's jaw square into the canvas below. Taylor's lanky frame lifelessly floundered as she trampolined off the mat, a mouthful of drool misting into the air as she jackknifed off the springy mat. Not prepared for the unthinkable that had just occurred, Victoria was too far away to slip back into the ring as Stana quickly rolled the twitching Swift to her backside and threw her chest over the blonde's, flattening Tay's quaking tits to her sternum as the official 3-count rang out. Too breathless to spit a catty quip to Vika on the sidelines, Stana slowly huffed and panted, instead opting to continue to sternly straddle the pitching blonde, snarling as she tugged the shoulder straps of Taylor's bra until her perky pair spilled free.
"Congrats, Vika, now you've got a pair of belts to hang in your Hall of Shame" Katic hoarsely barked from the ropes after a few moments of recovery, exhaustedly slipping out of the ring and rushing to tend to her partner."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Stana Katic vs. Taylor Swift (Jobber Title Match)
"Taylor Swift kept replaying the scene over and over in her head. It was her second fight in the CWF and she was coming back from a humiliating defeat at the hands of Michelle Trachtenberg. She had been stripped topless at the end of her first match and she refused to allow that to happen again. She had Stana broken and beaten, only one move away from finishing her brunette foe off. Taylor recalled hoisting Katic up to her shoulders for a power bomb and then, suddenly, everything changed. Stana's thighs clamped around her neck, cutting off her air supply. After several awkward footsteps, Taylor fell with Stana perched ontop of her face. For the first time in her fighting career, Taylor Swift was in the receiving end of a mortifying crotch smother. Ever since that fight almost all of Taylor's opponent's have decided to ride Taylor's multi-million-dollar face. Ever since that fight, Swift has had the unfortunate post-fight ritual of having her face ridden, receiving a face-full of crotch and tasting the winner's orgasmic release. Taylor swore that she would finally get her revenge on her opponent tonight and give Stana a face-full of her flawless, silky-smooth snatch.
Celeste Star vs. Trish Stratus
"It wasn't an official Buck Naked Beauties match, but these two seasoned performers had managed to strip each other completely naked nearly as quickly as Katrina Bowden and Michelle Trachtenberg. Ever the furious competitor throughout her fetish wrestling career, Celeste Star was finding out just how truly taxing a bout with the Queen Diva was. It was a brutal, grueling match-up to start her career against a real professional wrestler, but much to the surprise of many, Celeste was handling herself with incredible grace and grit.
Lindsey Pelas vs. Jessica Alba
"Jessica Alba wasn’t sure what to expect out of Pelas and found the blonde harder then she imagined, Alba had used her legs to keep the match even but Lindsey wasn’t giving up. The blonde model was under Alba as she was pinned under Alba’s chest, humiliating the busty blonde with a breast smother of her own. Pelas had enough and bucked upwards sending Alba forward as Lindsey quickly gets up mounting her back and yanking her hair back.
Kaley Cuoco vs. Maria Kanellis
"With her sentence seemingly served as a middling Diva jobber, Maria Kanellis had burst onto the CWF scene as a new woman; and thanks to her vast experience in the ring, dominated the Flyweight division aside from a tiny blip of a loss to former Champion, Emily Addison. With a future title shot likely hanging in the balance, Kanellis was predictably skittish and tight, but as the bout wore on began to punish the dispiriting blonde.
Molly Quinn vs. Lindsay Lohan
"Formerly on the cusp on challenging for the Flyweight belt, Lindsay Lohan was looking to put her disappointing streak behind her with a get-right match against the inexperienced Molly Quinn. More adept in the Tag scene, Quinn only had one singles fight to her name, a loss against her Tag-Team partner, Stana Katic. Much to the surprise of many, it was the younger Quinn who managed to find her footing and dominate, turning the once-vicious heel into a whimpering puddle. Spoon-fed some of her own intimidating, fiery energy, Lohan melted when the going got tough, finally delivered a brutal Pumphandle Slam that extinguished Lindsay's flame."
Margot Robbie vs. Sophia Bush
"Another second-tier Flyweight looking to avoid a setback and set herself apart from the pack, Sophia Bush needed a win in the worst way. Of all the Flyweights who had an opportunity to force the Federation's hand and earn a Title shot; Scarlett Johansson, Michelle Trachtenberg, Ariel Winter, Maria Kanellis, Lindsay Lohan, all had fallen short. Sticking to the theme of the evening, Sophia Bush would follow suit. After an uninspired loss to Jessica Alba, Robbie came out of her shell with the opportunity to play spoiler, pouring it on to Bush early and often. With the sweetheart brunette desperately sidetracked by trying to keep her malfunctioning bra intact, Robbie scooped up the squealing Pasadena-native and crippled the topless brunette with a gutting Sidewalk Slam that debilitated her long enough for the pin."
"Taylor Swift kept replaying the scene over and over in her head. It was her second fight in the CWF and she was coming back from a humiliating defeat at the hands of Michelle Trachtenberg. She had been stripped topless at the end of her first match and she refused to allow that to happen again. She had Stana broken and beaten, only one move away from finishing her brunette foe off. Taylor recalled hoisting Katic up to her shoulders for a power bomb and then, suddenly, everything changed. Stana's thighs clamped around her neck, cutting off her air supply. After several awkward footsteps, Taylor fell with Stana perched ontop of her face. For the first time in her fighting career, Taylor Swift was in the receiving end of a mortifying crotch smother. Ever since that fight almost all of Taylor's opponent's have decided to ride Taylor's multi-million-dollar face. Ever since that fight, Swift has had the unfortunate post-fight ritual of having her face ridden, receiving a face-full of crotch and tasting the winner's orgasmic release. Taylor swore that she would finally get her revenge on her opponent tonight and give Stana a face-full of her flawless, silky-smooth snatch.
Stana Katic has had a tumultuous career, receiving some of the most humiliating losses in CWF history. Despite being in the top 10 of her division, Stana has the unfortunate reputation of being a jobber and tonight, she would battle the woman that many pundits have viewed as the ultimate test of jobber opponents in the Jobber Queen herself, Taylor Swift. Stana, in the opening minutes, fell victim to a haphazard, relentless flurry of strikes, slaps and kicks from her leggy opponent. Taylor, her body wrapped in a sparkling, silver Gucci gown, her blonde professionally-styled hair in a ponytail, laid into her foe, pumping slick elbow shots into Katic's jaw.
"The last time we met," Taylor snarls as she trips Stana up by the shoulder strap of her black jumpsuit, "you decided to shove your nasty vag in my face!" Swift snarls, landing a harsh bitch slap, sending Stana sprawling to the canvas. "But after I'm done with you," Swift reaches down and cruelly rips off Katic's jumpsuit, leaving the lanky brunette topless, with only a black thong covering her petite frame. "I'm going to make sure that you won't be able to use your filthy pussy for a long, long time!" Taylor curls her manicured fingers in Stana's hair, dips under the ropes and drags the distraught woman to the outside of the ring.
The two ladies proceed to exchange blows, each landing devastating shots. After several minutes, Stana has latched onto Taylor's Gucci dress and began shredding at its seams, ripping and clawing at the fabric until it falls down Taylor's long, lean legs. A harsh, shrill cry erupts from Taylor's throat. Her pale, flawless skin shines under the harsh overhead spotlights. Her firm, lean frame was, as always, swaddled in expensive, designer lingerie. Her underwear is a matching white lace set with faint powder blue detail. The white lace panties revealed a lot of cheek at the rear and were adorned with a delicate, tiny, light blue ribbon tied at the top front and rear center. Her gorgeous, white lace, half cup bra matched too, with a tiny blue bow where each shoulder strap meets the bra and another directly between the two phenomenal, cleavage-hugging cups covering the front clasp. This was a set of underwear that Taylor, judging by the mortified expression on her face, only flaunted for very special occasions and didn't expect everyone in attendance to see.
Taylor, nostrils flaring with anger, throttles Stana, pummeling the brunette until she can barely stand. Katic collapses spine-first against the barricade separating the crowd from the outskirts of the ring. Taylor stomps over to Stana and snarls in her ear, "You think you can just RIP my dress and get away with it?! Think again, bitch! And this... this is for shoving your filthy pussy in my face!" Swift takes several steps back, her eyes fixed on her wilting foe. Taylor charges forward and, once she's within striking distance, raises her right leg, aiming for a devastating big boot that would certainly knock Katic over the barricade and into the crowd. But instead of hearing Taylor's heel slam into Stana's face, the blunted thud of lace-swaddled crotch colliding with steel erupts.
Taylor straddles the unforgiving steel ledge, her face frozen in an agonized, jaw-dropping grimace. The impact was sosudden, so brutal, that her scream was caught in her throat. She precariously swayed on the narrow ledge until a light shove from Stana sends Taylor tumbling into the waiting arms of the horny audience. Within seconds Taylor's luxurious lingerie is ripped from her body, exposing her milky white tits and ass for a few milliseconds before a sea of grubby fingers latch onto her perky, young curves. Cruel, calloused hands groped, molested, tortured and abused Taylor's helpless titties. Her pink, sensitive nipples were pinched, twisted and pulled in every possible direction. "Owww... get away... please... someone help me... you can't do this to meeeeee...." Taylor helplessly squeals. Her pale ass was spanked with open palms until her porcelain cheeks were glowing red. Then Taylor heard, quite possibly, the most horrifying sound ever. The sound of a zipper unzipping. "No... NONONONOOOO!!!" Taylor shrieks, clawing for dear life as countless hands held her still and a massive, throbbing, veiny dick pushed deep inside her silky-smooth, multi-million-dollar, pink pussy.
Grabbing two handfuls of Taylor's skinny ass cheeks, leaning over the crying, sweat-dripping blonde, the large, drunken audience member ruthlessly pumps his massive dick inside the quivering blonde. Taylor Swift is a broken mess, sobbing in horror as her body gets split in half by a gigantic, thick, veiny cock. Katic smirks as she stares straight into Taylor's popping out, bright blue eyes, drinking inn the look of horror and helplessness in her arrogant foe's face.
Only once the big brute has pulled out and shot his load across Taylor's well-spanked ass, does the crowd finally release its catch, tossing Taylor back over the barricade where she flops face-down like a fish out of water. All that's left for Stana is to pick the bones as she rolls Taylor's convulsing, molested frame back into the ring. Adding insult to injury, Stana peels her thong down her lean legs and straddles Taylor's face, once again looking down into her bright blue eyes. "You think you can strip off my jumpsuit and get away with it?" Stana smirks, mocking Taylor's earlier taunts. "This is for... well, just because your face feels sooo good!"
Katic punctuates her statement by dropping her sweat-glistening, sleek pussy onto Taylor's mouth and nose. Katic's brunette bush tickles against Taylor's flushed face as the actress grinds down. Taylor, puts her award-winning vocal skills to the test by belting out horrified, shrill cries that send shockwaves down Stana's spine. Perhaps Taylor's powerful voice is the reason why so many women enjoy riding her pouty face. Maybe her opponents just enjoy watching her bright blue eyes pop out. Whatever the reason, Stana, just like so many others, scrubs her slick pussy until she erupts, drowning Taylor Swift in her tangy nectar."
- Submission by jdo90
Trish Stratus (56%) defeats Celeste Star (44%)
Celeste Star vs. Trish Stratus
"It wasn't an official Buck Naked Beauties match, but these two seasoned performers had managed to strip each other completely naked nearly as quickly as Katrina Bowden and Michelle Trachtenberg. Ever the furious competitor throughout her fetish wrestling career, Celeste Star was finding out just how truly taxing a bout with the Queen Diva was. It was a brutal, grueling match-up to start her career against a real professional wrestler, but much to the surprise of many, Celeste was handling herself with incredible grace and grit.
Celeste's lithe, tanned frame straightened from a buckled slump, somehow posturing herself back upright after a crippling Powerbomb from Stratus left her lawnchaired and nearly incapacitated on her behind. The brunette's arms hung slack as she drifted back toward the blonde, Trish's chiseled, dripping frame a stark contrast to the wilting Star's. Celeste grit her teeth as the unyielding Stratus sidled up to her hip, throwing one of her arms around the brunette's cranium and pulling her close by the neck, nuzzling Star's cheek up against her mushrooming sideboob.
Star's knees buckled inward as she heeled herself at Stratus' side, whimpering and wobbling on her curling tippy toes as she was forced to slump forward, her lips trembling as Trish raised one hand triumphantly in the air preparing for her signature Stratusfaction.
Trish labored as she worked into a trot, walking Celeste toward the turnbuckle before vaulting atop the highest rope and springing backwards. The two stalled in mid-air as Celeste's quaking knees took their combined weight, drunkenly pirouetting before she was driven forehead-first into the canvas below. The brunette's skull whipped off the springy canvas as her slender torso momentarily buckled and trampolined off the mat, her arms awkwardly folded up beneath her curled, flexing abdomen before she slid slack. Star's plump, upturned ass quaked with fleshy convulsions as her lean legs slid apart into a split, her naked, bushy mound peeking through her tight thighs as she violently twitched and spasmed flat on her face. Leaving the brunette to gurgle face-down in a growing pool of her own slobber, Trish scooped the crook of one of her knees and tugged the spry, flexible stem all the way up to Star's chin, inviting a lewd, invasive view of the folds of flesh of her bare slit while the 3-count rang out.
If they weren't aware already, a replay of this extermination ought to teach any other bold Flyweights from stripping Trish Stratus."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Celeste Star vs. Trish Stratus
"Trish was on the ropes and being stripped of her wrestling attire as Celeste had her dazed, “You have a body fit to play with, let's have the fans enjoy this as well” she teases as she yanks the pants off leaving a silver thong and matching bra as Trish shakes her head being pulled out of the corner and shown off. “Tit Stratus, I mean Trish!” Celeste mocks as she knees Trish making her bend over before being pushed to the mat onto her back.
"Trish was on the ropes and being stripped of her wrestling attire as Celeste had her dazed, “You have a body fit to play with, let's have the fans enjoy this as well” she teases as she yanks the pants off leaving a silver thong and matching bra as Trish shakes her head being pulled out of the corner and shown off. “Tit Stratus, I mean Trish!” Celeste mocks as she knees Trish making her bend over before being pushed to the mat onto her back.
Celeste is looking for a quality win over such a popular wrestling star, quickly pouncing as she reverse facesits the WWE legend drawing groans as she slaps her legs open. “Gonna make you love this loser” she smiles rubbing Trish’s thong slowly as Trish moans into her ass as it's pushed further into her face. Trish moaning louder as she lays there taking it to Celeste’s liking, the WWE legend moaning again as Celeste watches her body jerk as she orgasms underneath her. Celeste smiling as she stands up placing her foot on Trish’s face as the ref starts counting. The ref doesn’t even get out the first count as Trish yanks her foot forward as Celeste hits the mat awkwardly to Trish’s advantage, Celeste doesn’t realize whats going on as she is folded over as Trish lays across her as the ref jumps down and starts counting! “1… 2… 3! Trish is the winner!” He calls out as Trish stands up looking down at Celeste. “Come find me if you want a rematch, I'll make it fun for you” she taunts as she leaves."
- Submission by Celebrity Strapon Queen
Lindsey Pelas (63%) defeats Jessica Alba (37%)
Lindsey Pelas vs. Jessica Alba
"Jessica Alba wasn’t sure what to expect out of Pelas and found the blonde harder then she imagined, Alba had used her legs to keep the match even but Lindsey wasn’t giving up. The blonde model was under Alba as she was pinned under Alba’s chest, humiliating the busty blonde with a breast smother of her own. Pelas had enough and bucked upwards sending Alba forward as Lindsey quickly gets up mounting her back and yanking her hair back.
Alba groans out as Lindsey repositions into a camel clutch on the Latina, stretching her out as Jessica groans out trying to hold on. “Give up! I have you Jess!” Lindsey barks as Alba squirms hard before Lindsey stands up and bending Alba backwards lowers her chest as Jessica groans out loudly before being engulfed. Lindsey is all smiles as Jessica flails to no end as she is having trouble breathing. Alba finally goes limp as Lindsey drops her to the mat, the blonde having defeated her fair and square."
- Submission by Celebrity Strapon Queen
Kaley Cuoco (46%) *UPSETS* Maria Kanellis (54%) via RNG
Kaley Cuoco vs. Maria Kanellis
"With her sentence seemingly served as a middling Diva jobber, Maria Kanellis had burst onto the CWF scene as a new woman; and thanks to her vast experience in the ring, dominated the Flyweight division aside from a tiny blip of a loss to former Champion, Emily Addison. With a future title shot likely hanging in the balance, Kanellis was predictably skittish and tight, but as the bout wore on began to punish the dispiriting blonde.
Cuoco's flushed cheeks disappeared behind her loose, disheveled locks, wiping the moppy mane from her eyes as she knelt at Kanellis' side. The ailing blonde pressed awkwardly back to her feet, tenderly clutching her bare naked bosom as Maria tugged her into a Side Headlock, ripping the actress across the ring in a torrid sprint. Leaping into the air, Maria shifted her clutch to the back of Kaley's skull, attempting to sling the shambled blonde into the canvas with a Running Beautiful Bulldog. Only just as Kanellis vaulted off the ground, Kaley somehow liberated herself, instead slipping right through Maria's grasp and aiding the stumbling wrestler to the ground with a shove to her plump, bubbly ass.
Maria's bulbs lit up as she spun on her behind, swiveling right into a guillotining Roundhouse Kick from Cuoco. Kanellis' frame immediately buckled and lawnchaired to the canvas, her upper half trampolining off the springy mat before being strewn spread eagle. The catastrophic impact slung the lifeless redhead out of her skimpy, sheer bra, both of her perked tits spilling out the top of the somewhat displaced cups. Diving over Maria's twitching frame was Cuoco, who quickly secured a crossbody pin for the improbable 3-count."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Molly Quinn (54%) defeats Lindsay Lohan (46%)
Molly Quinn vs. Lindsay Lohan
"Formerly on the cusp on challenging for the Flyweight belt, Lindsay Lohan was looking to put her disappointing streak behind her with a get-right match against the inexperienced Molly Quinn. More adept in the Tag scene, Quinn only had one singles fight to her name, a loss against her Tag-Team partner, Stana Katic. Much to the surprise of many, it was the younger Quinn who managed to find her footing and dominate, turning the once-vicious heel into a whimpering puddle. Spoon-fed some of her own intimidating, fiery energy, Lohan melted when the going got tough, finally delivered a brutal Pumphandle Slam that extinguished Lindsay's flame."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Margot Robbie (62%) defeats Sophia Bush (38%)
Margot Robbie vs. Sophia Bush
"Another second-tier Flyweight looking to avoid a setback and set herself apart from the pack, Sophia Bush needed a win in the worst way. Of all the Flyweights who had an opportunity to force the Federation's hand and earn a Title shot; Scarlett Johansson, Michelle Trachtenberg, Ariel Winter, Maria Kanellis, Lindsay Lohan, all had fallen short. Sticking to the theme of the evening, Sophia Bush would follow suit. After an uninspired loss to Jessica Alba, Robbie came out of her shell with the opportunity to play spoiler, pouring it on to Bush early and often. With the sweetheart brunette desperately sidetracked by trying to keep her malfunctioning bra intact, Robbie scooped up the squealing Pasadena-native and crippled the topless brunette with a gutting Sidewalk Slam that debilitated her long enough for the pin."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
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