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Greer Grammer vs. Bella Thorne




If there was one thing Bella Thorne despised, it was blind nepotism. Especially when it directly interfered with her blossoming career. So when Greer Grammer came gunning for the lead role of an upcoming movie that Bella had previously been assured was going to her, you can bet that she was none too pleased when the daughter of sitcom star Kelsey Grammer waltzed in pretty much expecting the role to be offered on a silver platter to the entitled blonde. And when Bella Thorne is not pleased, usually heads start rolling.

Greer's older age, five years Bella's senior to be exact, wasn't much help for the quickly overwhelmed princess against the thoroughly pissed off ginger. Before she could even register what was happening, Greer's sleek white dress was in tatters and she lay bent back across Bella's shoulders high in the air trying and failing miserably to escape her tormenter's clutches. Thorne let out a ferocious primal scream before slamming Grammer down on her outstretched knee in a backbreaker slam; brutally almost snapping the poor girl completely in half. It instantly knocked Greer out cold while Bella kept her mangled body bent and hanging over her knee.

Suddenly the casting director waltzed right up to the still posing Bella and handed her the contract for the role! "I wanted you the whole time anyway, Ms. Thorne." the director admitted with a chuckle. "That weak bitch can't act for shit." Adding insult to injury, Bella took the contract, slapped it right down on Greer's stretched-out belly and signed the papers right there atop her conquered rival. When offered to take the rough copy home to keep for herself, Bella thought of a better idea: she ripped the sheet right off, crumbled it into a ball and shoved it in Greer's mouth. Thorne then casually dumped Grammer off her knee and onto the carpeted floor face down with the contract still lodged inside her mouth and walked out of the casting room victorious on two fronts: she got the role she wanted and she wrecked the hack that tried to snatch it from her.

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The Last Moment of Mayhem

Here's something new I'm trying.  While the pieces here in the "Finish Her" thread are by their nature short, they tend to cover a span of time of at least several minutes.  But here are the final glimpses of matches, lasting less than a minute, and some only a few seconds.  If you like this, feel yourself encouraged to try your own!   

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This duel of flexibility was going badly for the brunette.  Both battlers faced one another, their legs split wide.  But Amanda’s feet were pressed against the inside of Michelle’s calves, forcing her legs ever-wider, while the smirking blonde held her rival’s wrists tightly, preventing Trachtenberg from rolling backward to freedom.  The muscles of her sculpted gams threatening to rend, and with tears streaming down her face, Michelle shrieks, “I submit!”

First fall: Seyfried



Tyra shrieked in anguish as her statuesque body was bent most unnaturally, courtesy of Natasha's stretch muffler.  From her calve up through her spine, it felt as if her muscles were rending, and although Banks valiantly fought to withstand the agony, after what seemed to her like an eternity...in truth no longer than fifteen seconds...she was slapping her hand to the mat and screaming out "NO MORE!  LET ME GO!  I GIVE UP!"  Henstridge kept the hold in place for a few heartbeats longer than necessary, just to punish her longtime rival, and then she triumphantly stood up.



"NOOOOOOOOO!" Vanessa wailed, but her plea fell on dear ears as Vanessa dropped down, spiking the crown of her nemesis's skull into the floor with a devastating piledriver, instantly knocking Hudgens out.



Breslin allowed the barest of smiles upon her lips as Ariel squirmed beneath her, the brunette's face buried in the fleshy cage of her blonde rival's breasts.  Trapped and spent, Winter feebly tapped her hand against her tormentor's shoulder to signal her submission...but Abigail would not release her, instead maintaining her smother until Ariel was driven completely unconscious.



The two lithe beauties rolled back and forth across the mansion floor, legs entwined, their bodies glistening, as each used her hands to cover the mouth and pinch the nose of the other, both desperately determined to smother the other out.  Their rolling grew sluggish, then halted, and the eyes of both battlers were glassy and heavy-lidded as they struggled to draw breath.  Finally, Amanda’s eyes rolled up in their sockets and her body went limp, her hands falling free from Michelle’s face, allowing the brunette to gasp and gulp in air as her rival slipped into unhappy slumber.

Second fall: Trachtenberg



Tessa's fist cracked across Gal's chin, snapping her head heard to the side with a spray of perspiration.  Glassy eyed, Gadot drew her right arm back, preparing to return with a right cross of her own, but after such a grueling fist fight, her movements were sluggish, and Thompson had time to launch an uppercut that lifted her adversary up off of her feet.  By the time Gal crashed onto her back, she was unconscious.



Tears filled Kat's eyes as Danica tightened the rear naked choke, the buxom brunette sinking to her knees as her senses reeled, until with a pitiful moan she slipped into semi-consciousness, and defeat.  McKellar released the hold and placed a foot upon the hip of the beaten Dennings.



Since she was going to claim Jennifer's bikini halter as her trophy anyway, Kaley saw no reason why she shouldn't be using it as a garrote to choke the taller blonde out.  Lawrence's hands fell from her throat, where she been trying in futility to pull the garment free, and now fell limply to her side.  Cuoco unwrapped the garment from her victim's neck, and Jen flopped face first to the floor, finished.



Michelle swayed, exhaustion etched upon her face.  It took all of what scant power she had left to stay in place, which was seated atop Seyfried, the brunette’s derriere planted firmly atop the blonde’s face.  Amanda’s body squirmed feebly, her hands slapping weakly at the thighs of her tormentor, but she also was far too spent to muster the strength to escape.  Denied air, she swiftly tumbled into inky darkness.

Third and final fall: Trachtenberg

[ernest31]

This was written perfectly Jack my congratulations to you on the well written stories.

[Sandman13]

I love the ends of fights, the sexier the better. Good work as always, Jackflash! Thanks!

[Xtra164]

Jack, as always you're a true innovator, great concept and execution! Here's a boring ol' normal one from myself

Natalia Dyer vs. Sarah Hyland



Natalia Dyer would soon regret her callous and conceited pre-match attitude towards her adversary. She hasn't had much of any success in the ring thus far in her still young career but that didn't stop the Stranger Things star from accusing her opponent of "having no edge." That supposedly edgeless girl was none other than Sarah Hyland who's also had more than her fair share of lop-sided losses, but she wasn't about to take any shit from some inexperienced wanna-be diva practically still in her training shoes.

Natalia definitely wasn't talking big now however. The thoroughly exhausted girl was trapped in a precarious position. Sarah grabbed the right leg of Dyer who’s now face down on the mat. She steps over her leg and bends it around, locking the other leg in the process, into a position closely resembling a double-toed leglock. Hyland then grabs hold of her arms, in a Surfboard-like manner, and begins to pull backward on them, while keeping both of Natalia's legs locked. The submission hold was technically called the Persian Carpet Ride in catfight circles, but regardless of what it was known as, it was a bad spot to be in for the formally cocky Dyer. Not only was it clear that Natalia had no answers in escaping this hold, but because both her arms were yanked behind her body, she couldn't even afford the sad luxury of being able to merely tap out on the mat. The only way out for her was to either black out completely from the pain and embarrassment or to verbally submit her defeat which was something that would be somehow even more mortifying. Dyer would go from running her mouth to pleading for forgiveness.

"I GIVE! YOU WIN! PLEASE...LET ME GO!!" Natalia screamed but Hyland just kept on yanking.

"That's right, bitch!" Hyland retorted; somewhat exhausted from how much effort she was putting in the submission hold but in complete control of her weakly squirming victim nevertheless. "Looks like there's definitely a girl with no edge in this ring tonight, but it's certainly not me!" Sarah declared which was met with highly agreeing round of applause from the audience.

Hyland then continued commanding down to her stretched apart opponent "Say who wiped your little ass around this ring tonight! Who's bitch are you?!"

"WHA?! NO PLEASE..." Natalia began to plead only to be cut off by Sarah suddenly tugging her arms even further back with her upper body bent to an increasingly agonizing degree.

"SAY IT, BITCH!" Hyland then bellowed down with surprising authority.

"I'M YOUR BITCH!" Dyer squealed in agony as tears streamed down her cheeks making a small puddle of shame on the ring canvas below.

Now satisfied enough after some more helpless begging, Hyland finally released the hold and rose triumphantly to her feet soaking in the rare feeling of victory. If the seemingly innocent sitcom star was still going to be widely regarded as a jobber, she at least declared herself over a newer and most importantly weaker girl on the preverbal food chain of catfighters. She placed a foot on the back of Natalia who could only wither in pain on the mat suffering a very humbling loss so early in her career.

Posing atop her newfound "bitch", Sarah declared loud and proud: "I HAVE EDGE!"

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Hayden Panettiere vs Brenda Song



Ordinarily, Hayden's opponents scarcely earn more than her contempt and scorn.  But Brenda had achieved a rarity: she made the blonde truly, deeply, passionately hate her.

The brunette achieved this by having the audacity to train extensively for this contest, to formulate a complex battle strategy, and to proceed to dominate much of the match.  Panettiere, who had expected this to be a relatively easy fight ("I won't even muss my hair," she arrogantly predicted), had her pride stung by her adversary's success, and for an egomaniac like Hayden, that is the ultimate sin.

So when the opportunity fleetingly arose for the blonde to counterattack, she did so in a cold rage.  Her offensive concluded with a ruthlessly vicious slam of her knee into Song's groin, dropping the squealing Asian to her hands and knees in an agonized daze.  But, rather than immediately press her final assault, Panettiere strutted over to one of the spectators sitting in a leather chair.  With a tempting smile, she touched the tip of her index finger under his chin and "lifted" him up to his feet.  Her fingers then expertly unbuckled his belt and slid it out through the loops.  Before she turned away from him, almost as an afterthought, she placed a hand to his chest and pushed him back down into the chair.

Wrapping the buckle end of the belt around her right hand, the blonde pulled her arm back, and then cracked the leather strap like a whip across Brenda's back, drawing a shriek of pain from the brunette.  Relentlessly, Panettiere whipped her rival again and again, as the howling Song tried to crawl away to safety on all fours.  But again and again the leather snapped painfully across her back and buttocks, leaving long, merciless red streaks upon her skin.

Finally stepping over her sobbing opponent in a standing straddle, Hayden wrapped the belt around Brenda's throat, the embattled brunette's teary eyes opening wide with panic as her fingers frantically grabbed at the impromptu noose about her neck.  But her attempts at escape were all for naught, and soon enough she was choked into semi-consciousness.  Eyes still blazing with fury, nostrils flaring in anger, the blonde planted a foot upon her beaten foe's rear end and raised the belt with both hands above her head.  Only then does the anger seem to abate, and a smirk of satisfaction grows upon her deceptively angelic face.

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Let's Give Thanks!

Here's a posting request for the holiday weekend...In-Character pieces!

You've probably seen some of the match-ups I've done between celebs, but in character for a television or film role, and that's just what we're looking for.  Here's your chance to do a Finish Her piece with some of your favorite Hollywood characters!

So put your thinking caps on, kids! 

I'll even get things started....

MAX (KAT DENNINGS) vs PENNY (KALEY CUOCO)



Both beauties lay moaning on the floor, their voluptuous bodies glistening with sweat.  It had been, as always, a tumultuous brawl between the two arch-rivals, which came to a sudden, violent halt as they lunged at one another and their foreheads cracked together.  Now both struggled to gather her wits before her nemesis can.

Groggily, each rolls over and forces herself up to all fours, then begin to sluggishly crawl toward one another.  Now facing each other on their knees, their glazed eyes spark with fury, and as if only they could hear some secret signal, both ball their fists and begin throwing leaden armed punches into one another's breasts!  Both Penny and Max yelp and moan as their D cups are cruelly battered.  Nonetheless, in spite of their agony and exhaustion, neither relents.

But regardless of their determination to triumph over the other, each realizes she is reaching the furthermost point of her physical endurance.  Through the shroud of debility that befogs their brains, both know they have to do something different...and quickly...if they are going to have any hope of victory.  Perhaps both had the same thought simultaneously:  to turn their 'girls', which at the moment were pummeled liabilities, into an asset.  But if so, it is one beauty who acts on the impulse first.

Suddenly ceasing her punching, blonde Penny reaches up with her trembling hands and grasps Max's dark brown mane.  She then pulls her opponent's head downward, burying the New Yorker's face between the Californian's orbs.  Max gives muffled grunts as she's abruptly smothered within the moist, satiny flesh, her hands slapping effectually at her adversary's sides.

Given her state of fatigue, it doesn't take long for Max to most reluctantly slip into inky unconsciousness.  Penny releases her and lets the limp body of her rival puddle to the carpet.  Too spent herself to stand up and strike the customary victory pose, the blonde is content to lay her back down across the chest of the beaten brunette and take the "pin".

[habib]

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[ninetofiver]

I love all of these stories! You guys are the best!

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Max (Kat Dennings) vs Abby (Britney Spears)

(Note:  Britney played Abby in several episodes of How I Met Your Mother)



Max did not come into this match in a good mood.  Her most recent brawl against arch-nemesis Penny had ended with a victory for the blonde...or, as the brunette put it, "That slutty blonde bimbo cheated me out of my sure win!"  So she was brooding over her defeat when she returned home, only to discover that her status as New York's preeminent apartment wrestler was in danger of being toppled by a newcomer who had scored a series of impressive triumphs in short order.  Her wounded pride in need of a boost, Max demanded a match against this new phenom, Abby.

Bad enough this new girl was challenging Max's status...she was also a blonde, a cardinal sin.  And, from what Max had learned, she was of the bubbly variety, and not exactly a genius.  "Piece of cake" the brunette predicted when asked her prediction for the match.

But as the match wore on, things quickly went from bad to worse for Max.  True enough, Abby wasn't as gifted intellectually as she was voluptuously, but she was nevertheless something of an idiot savant of catfighting, proving herself brilliant at strategy, and having the physical tools to match her genius.  Time and again, the brunette found herself foiled as her opponent deftly countered her moves, then punished Max with holds that the frustrated brunette was unable to escape.  it was only Max's indomitable will and supreme endurance that had spared her from defeat thus far, but she knew she couldn't withstand this much longer.

If Max had one advantage over her adversary, it was that Abby's lacked the brunette's experience.  Thus, when the brunette seemed to pass out, it never occurred to the blonde that her victim was playing possum.  Abby halted her offensive...and that was all the opening that Max needed; a lightning-past palm thrust snapped the shocked blonde's head back, and from that moment on, Max did not relent in her attack, drawing upon every last dreg of strength she had left as she punished Abby with punches, kicks, chops and stomps, kneeing her ruthlessly in the groin and pummeling the newcomer's breasts with her fists.

Finally, teetering on the edge of absolute exhaustion, Max went in for the kill:  Pinning the squirming Abby down, the brunette pressed her breasts down over the blonde's sweat-soaked face, smothering her into oblivion.

Max had her much-desired victory, but she knew it came with a cost...that in addition to her ongoing war with Penny, the brunette had now made a dangerous rival out of Abby.  And when next they met, Max knew, the blonde would not be so easy to deceive.

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Natalie Connors (Hilary Duff) vs April Booth (Lindsay Lohan)

Natalie is a character from "Agent Cody Banks", and April is the 'Nun with a Gun' from "Machete"



April Booth had emerged in recent years as one of the world's most dangerous hitwomen for hire, and Special Agent Natalie Connors was assigned to track her down when it was learned that she had been hired by the sinister ERIS criminal organization to acquire an unknown target of great value.  Natalie managed to track April down to Las Vegas, where the blonde assassin was staying in a luxurious poolside bungalow.  Appearing for all the world like just another tourist sunning herself by the pool, the agent carefully watched as fellow sunbather April finally gut up from her chaise lounge and headed back to her bungalow.  Natalie followed, and used a purloined master key card to slip into the room after the hitwoman.  Connors regretted not being able to carry a pistol, since she was garbed only in a bikini, but she reckoned that she could easily overpower the other woman.

An instant later, Natalie was dropped to her knees by a karate chop to the side of her neck, as April...who clearly was expecting her...stepped out from behind a curtain.  "Walked right into my snare, didn't you?" Booth sneered.  But her smirk was erased as the agent suddenly swept her legs out from under the blonde with a swipe of her arm.  An instant later, the two tawny hellions tore into one another, their brawl raging all throughout the room, each proving too evenly matched to result in nothing more than a stalemate.

Still, as exhaustion wearied them, each knew that mistakes would be made, and opportunities seized.  Natalie thought she had her chance when April clumsily dropped her guard, and the agent lunged at her.  Too late Connors learned she had again fallen for her adversary's snare, as Booth unleashed a powerful uppercut squarely into her opponent's groin, the thin triangle of Natalie's bikini bottoms offering her no protection.  The agent dropped to the floor with a squeal of agony and curled in a fetal position.  Panting hard for breath, rivulets of sweat dripping down her body, April pushed the quivering Natalie onto her back and crawled atop her torso, then dropped her ass onto her rival's face, smothering her while Booth's hands grabbed her victim's legs and lifted and spread them wide.  Natalie's muffled screams betrayed her pain and panic, as her hands slapped frantically at the body of her tormentor.  As she began to fade into unconsciousness, she heard the taunting words of her foe:  "You know what my target was?  You.  ERIS was tired of you thwarting them, so they plan to brainwash you and turn you over to their side.  In the meantime, pleasant dreams, sweetie."  April punctuated her revelation with a sinister rasping laugh, the last thing Natalie hears before passing out....

[Proud Nubian Paris]

Natalie Connors (Hilary Duff) vs April Booth (Lindsay Lohan)

Natalie is a character from "Agent Cody Banks", and April is the 'Nun with a Gun' from "Machete"

Very cool.

[Xtra164]

Skyler Samuels vs. Bianca Santos



While the 2 co-stars have usually been civil towards one another off screen, Skyler had reached her breaking point. They were both at a typical young starlet Hollywood party and Bianca's haughty side started to come out again. Every time she started drinking, Santos would grow snotty and condescending towards her so-called "friend" while also acting like a total whore flirting and teasing with every guy that would give her the time of day. Perhaps it was just the alcohol, but Samuels read it as Bianca's true feelings about her boiling up the surface. So when Santos made yet another callous remark towards Samuels in the middle of the party in-between her shameless flirting, calling the stunned red head an "uptight prude", Skyler lost all control.

What followed was a textbook beatdown with poor Bianca on the wrong side of the action. The party-goers all gathered around watching the normally mild-mannered Samuels finally unleash all her pent up frustration she's had for Bianca's snobby attitude all these months. Santos has been dunked inside the punchbowl, whipped across the table with food and stripped of her clothes leaving the squealing brunette in just her black lace bra and panties. She was a complete mess deeply regretting ever opening her mouth even in her drunken and disoriented state.

"You've deserved this for a long ass time, slut!" Samuels screamed as she locked Santos up in an inescapable full nelson hold and actually began parading her around the party showing off Bianca's exposed and beaten body to everyone in attendance.

Once Skyler showed off her humiliated fake friend around her actual friends and colleagues, she marched the now squirming and pleading Bianca to the backward and proceeded to rip off both her bra and panties leaving her now completely buck naked and used the disgraced underwear to tie Santos up against a tree; both her dainty wrists tied together held up by a thick and sturdy branch and her skinny legs tied together by her ankles at the stump below. Bianca looked in horror at everyone gathering around taking pictures of her displayed body and passed out from the sheer humiliation of it all; her eyes rolling over and her head hanging low in the breeze.

Putting one more finishing touch on her co-workers comeuppance, Skyler took out her red lipstick and wrote in big letters across Bianca's stretched-out stomach MOUTHY WHORE. Samuels would go back inside returning to the party with a triumphant glow in her face for the rest of the night while poor Bianca remained bound in the backyard for everybody to ogle at; especially the many guys she's teased and flirted with and their jealous girlfriends who pointed and laughed at the slut put in her place.

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Bindi Irwin vs Shawn Johnson



The two diminutive dynamos...each standing a mere 4'11"...grunted as one.  Hands clasped together, bare feet digging deep into the plush penthouse carpeting for traction, they were locked in a stalemated test of strength, sweat glistening across their bodies as their muscles rippled and trembled from the strain.  Had this contest been held earlier in the match, one might very well have overcome the other.  But after such a long and grueling battle, both beauties were spent, and what scant strength they had left was simply too evenly matched.

Then, as if on some secret signal only they could hear, each concluded that this struggle was a waste of time and precious dwindling power, and as one they released their hands and stepped back.  Their chests heaved as they panted for breath, their eyes narrowed as they glared silently at one another, each hating the other with a white-hot intensity.

Suddenly Bindi lunged at the blonde, the outback brawler in her bursting forth with a roar, her right fist pulled back, cocked, and ready to smash squarely into Shawn's pretty face.  But the Olympian's reflexes and agility did not fail her, and she managed to pivot out of the way at the last possible instant, and flipped the started Aussie over with a hip toss.  The brunette landed with a loud grunt on her back, and a heartbeat later Shawn executed a spectacular backflip, her tight, curvaceous body arcing gracefully through the air, and she landed on her butt flush on Irwin's belly, knocking the air from her with a whoosh.

Johnson then balled her fists and began raising punch after punch to her rival's face, leaving Bindi moaning and glassy-eyed.  Finally satisfied that the 'Tasmanian Devil' was suitable stunned, the blonde climbed off of Irwin and rolled her over onto her belly.  Shawn then remounted her, this time laying her body upon the brunette's.  The blonde's feet pressed outward against the inside of her opponent's legs, spreading them out with a grapevine.  Johnson then cups her hands around Bindi's chin, yanking her head back.  In agony, the Aussie holds out for as long as she can against the pain, but finally whimpers, "Enough!  I give!"

But after such a brutal battle, the Olympian wasn't in a very charitable mood.  "No submissions, sweetheart...KOs only!"  Bindi's glazed eyes widening in horror as Shawn then snaked her arm across her throat, choking the Australian.  The gasping Irwin's hands alternately clutched at the strangling limb across her windpipe and slapped frantically at the floor, to no avail.  Her lids finally fluttered closed over her eyes and her body went limp as she succumbed to the darkness and passed out.

Triumphantly, Shawn pushed herself up and placed a foot upon her beaten rival's butt, the blonde victoriously flexing her arms as the spectators rose to cheer her.

[gene smith]

even a jobber gets tired of losing