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http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php/topic,34278.0.htmlOutfits for the fight
Keira Knightley
Madeline Zima
Both girls stood in their corners waiting for the raucous crowd and entrance music to calm before the bell rang. Keira stood draped in a free flowing white, backless dress which barely fell below her bubbly ass. There wasn't a person in the arena not begging to see it somehow removed. Madeline, clearly the more confident of the two, bounced up and down in her corner topless with tight, low riding spandex pants painted to her perfectly shaped legs. Madeline could tell that she was the favorite and as the match began, she turned and saluted the crowd, pressing her cleavage together and flashing a bright smile. Keira sensed this was her best chance to jump her heavier, advantaged foe and dashed towards Madeline's turned back. The preoccupied brunette, however, had more smarts than she was given credit and countered with a vicious spinning back kick right to the Brit's gut. Stopped dead in her tracks, Keira was nearly split in half as her dress flipped high up her bent back, exposing her bare, pale ass.
"How could you have thought not wearing panties was a good idea?" Madeline wryly said. "Did you think you would finish this match with that skanky bed sheet not ripped to shreds?"
Madeline yanked her squealing ragdoll up by her hair and sunk her arm deep around her neck, forcing her into a reverse headlock. Keira let out a horrible moan as Madeline leveraged her back into a horrible arch and slammed her legs down into the splits right on Keira's chest, executing a devastating Sunset Split.
"Aw man, how did you keep that cxnt under wraps after that?" Madeline snapped.
Keira managed to stand up and attempt to take in how quickly things had turned bad for her. Madeline laughed as she turned and stuck her ass out toward Keira, "Why don't you give me a little spank so that they can at least say you got a few shots in during the match."
Keira wound up for a slap but instead fired an uppercut right between Madeline's milky thighs, leaving her helplessly clutching her pussy. As Madeline laid ass up on the ground, massaging her most sensitive area, Keira stomped her lower back to flatten her out and mounted Madeline's back. The heavier brunette who once saw herself in complete control was now breathlessly trying to avoid a Camel Clutch, but to no avail. Keira locked her fingers just below her neck and sat back, deeply wrenching her back. Madeline had been turned into a feeble, defenseless wreck as her violent coughs for air bounced her strained breasts. Keira finally felt the weight of her body go limp beneath her and she climbed off, standing over her submissive opponent. As Keira leaned over to control Madeline's sprawled body, a blind kick found Keira's crotch, lifting her off the ground and dropping her to all fours, allowing Madeline to roll out from under her. A look of shock overwhelmed Keira, though she could not find the air to express anything else.
"This girl was out!" Keira thought as she remained hunched over, trying to catch her breath just before she felt a tickle on her neck.
Madeline had given a tiny tug to the only knot holding Keira's fragile backless dress above her shoulders, and without it the white dress fluttered to her ankles. Whether fortunate or unfortunate for Keira, she didn't even have time to comprehend the humiliation of what her mascara covered face and broken, pale nude figure looked like in front of an arena full of people. Before she could react, Madeline reached between her legs from behind, gripped her wrist, and slid her arm over her sleek pussy before smashing her with a Pumphandle Powerslam. Keira grunted as she landed devastatingly on her back, snapping a rib on impact. Only gasps came out of her wide open mouth as she arched her back in search of her next breath before slowly slipping into convulsions. Madeline smeared her dark makeup as she pressed her breasts over Keira's face and stretched one of her spread legs past her chin for the 3 count pin. This match was over.
