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HWA:  Charlize Theron vs Tyra Banks



Squeals of anguish filled the arena air as Tyra raked Charlize's face along the top rope of the ring, the steel cable searing across her eyelids, the pain leaving the blonde stunned.  Once they reached the turnbuckle, Banks pulled her opponent away from the strands, wrapped her arms around Theron's waist to hoist her up, and then spun her 180 degrees so that she could deposit her foe upside down in the corner.  Knees bent over the top ropes and feet tucked under the middle cables, Charlize was hung helplessly in a Tree of Woe.

The brunette stepped back to observe her handiwork, and a small, cruel smirk came to her lips.  She and Charlize had been the fiercest of rivals for two decades now, their battles among the epic brawls of the Hollywood Wrestling Alliance's history, with no sign of the intensity between them abating anytime soon.  Now, she had her hated rival at her mercy...and Tyra was well-known for being merciless.

First she softened up the buffed blonde with a flurry of kicks to her taut belly, leaving the strung up beauty moaning and gasping for breath.  Tyra then turned and strutted across the length of the ring to the opposite corner, a swell of cheering from her partisans in the crowd as they grasped what was coming next.  And what that was is the statuesque sepia Amazon's signature move, the 'Banks Shot'...a Bronco Buster in all but name.  Dashing toward her target, Tyra leapt feet first toward Charlize, her legs gliding past either side of the blonde's head.  And holding the middle ropes, Banks began thrusting and grinding her groin into her rival's upside down face.  Truthfully, the move was more about humiliation than anything else, but Tyra savored the moment all the same.

That finished, the brunette stood up and pulled Theron free of the ropes, then dragged her by the hair to center ring.  Now would come the true humiliation of the blonde, as Tyra subjected her to a Stretch Muffler...a maneuver which, dubbed the 'South African Stretcher', was Charlize's one signature finisher.  Banks had certainly found herself trapped in it plenty of times.  Charlize had sworn that no woman could ever make her submit to the move, and Tyra aimed to prove her wrong tonight.

The pain as her left leg was stretched up and back across her tormentor's shoulders was an electric jolt of agony coursing up and down the blonde's whole body.  So great was the pain that the South African native began to bellow in her native Afrikaans, "Oh my Here nee! Die pyn! Asseblief...nie!"  Tyra smiled, tugged the limb harder, and sneered, "Don't go getting all native on me, Goldilocks...there's only one true African queen in this ring!"

The referee asked Charlize if she wanted to submit.  Tears in her eyes, she bit her lower lip and tried to endure the agony...for all of three seconds more.  Then she howled  "YES!  I GIVE UP!"

Have earned her victory, Banks immediately released the hold, having no further interest in punishing her rival.  For she knew that despite this tremendous triumph, it was but another in an endless series of battles between them, and they would be squaring off against one another again someday soon.

[al2468]

What had started out as a playful arm wrestling competition between  the two blondes at a NYC party quickly escalated into a nasty catfight after Morgan slapped Christy after Christy defeated her.  Christy returned the slap, thrust her chest into Morgan and called her a bitch.  The party goers quickly formed a circle around the two beauties urging them to remove their dresses and fight it out woman to woman. Neither woman wanting to be humiliated in front of the crowd removed their low cut dresses, faced each other in only their panties, lunged at each other, each grabbing two handfuls of their rivals blonde locks. For about 10 minutes the women rolled around the room slapping, grunting, clawing and scratching. Both women, now covered in sweat, breathing heavily, and near exhaustion, got to their feet and engaged in a mutual chest to chest bearhug  that would decide this match. Tears began to roll down Morgan's face as it became obvious that Christy was about to "finish her". "Your breaking my ribs," Morgan screamed, "please stop." Christy released her hold, and Morgan fell to the ground sobbing. Christy stood over her and raised her arms in a victory pose to the cheers of the men and women in the room.

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Audrey Whitby vs. Stefanie Scott




What started out as a pristine and beautiful day in downtown Hollywood for Audrey quickly turned for the worst after getting in a scuffle with fellow Disney cutie Stefanie Scott in the middle of the park! The two never quite saw eye-to-eye and Audrey would start the conflict herself after making a snide comment about Stefanie's dress calling the garment a "dollar-store bargain bin rag." The usually perky and bubbly blonde wasn't normally this catty but she had never liked Scott even when stuck on set together or crossing paths on the red carpet for a teen awards show, but with that comment Whitby inadvertently bit off far more than she could ever chew. Without the protection of a cast and crew surrounding her and a pissed off Stefanie who already had plenty of motivation to teach her rival a lesson, poor Whitby quickly became overwhelmed after Scott suddenly jumped her and a crowd began to form around the two cuties duking it out. Except this was not so much a match but more so just a beatdown with Audrey on the receiving end!

When the dust settled, Scott held the squealing Audrey in a abdominal stretch. The weaker blonde's exposed stomach was stretched and pulled as Stefanie kept up the pressure hooking one of Whitby's arms back and stretching her out more and more! And if that wasn't painful enough, Audrey's soft and yielding belly became too easy to further torment. While keeping the stretch locked in, Stefanie used her other free hand to reach over and clamp on Audrey's milky white tummy flesh for a brutal stomach claw that quickly had Audrey in tears and verbally surrendering the fight! For all the talk about Stefanie's outfit of choice, Audrey was now deeply regretting showing off her thin belly in her skimpy floral crop top. With her body all twisted and stretched out and her stomach getting mauled by Stefanie's grabby hand, the poor girl was about to black out completely. Stefanie sensed her nemesis start to go limp and her screams start to fade away among a mix of moans and groans but she wanted to finish Audrey off with a bang after the snotty comments she had previously made about her choice of attire. Scott released the stomach claw to hoist Audrey bent backwards high in the air before sending her crashing back down in an over the knee backbreaker that stunned everyone in the park with its brutality.

Audrey's body was practically snapped in half over Scott's knee with of course her bare belly covered in red claw marks sticking straight up to the cloudless sky and her upper body dangling helplessly to the grass below clearly blacked out at this point. Stefanie dumped her conquered rival off her knee face-first on the grass and proceeded to bend down and strip Audrey's skimpy top off followed by her tight blue jeans leaving the loser on her stomach in the middle of the park in just a skimpy pair of white lace bra and panties. Stefanie hoisted the clothes over her shoulder, formally Audrey's but now all her property, and adding one last insult to injury she bent down to land one crisp spank on Audrey's jiggling milky white buttcheek before proudly strolling deeper in the park with a new outfit in hand and a leaving her soundly defeated enemy behind having to somehow make it back home after just getting squashed and stripped in the park! One could only hope for Audrey's sake that she would think twice about ever sending shots at Stefanie ever again!

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Leighton Meester vs Kaley Cuoco



The two lingerie-clad beauties, pressed to the limits of exhaustion, paused in their battling; each on all fours, they both panted heavily for breath, their skins glistening with perspiration, their long manes of hair matted and tangled.  Then Kaley began to slowly crawl and hands and knees across large penthouse living room, seeking distance from her adversary so as to better recover from the mutual battering they had been inflicting on one another.

Unfortunately for the blonde, Leighton proved the swifter when it came to crawling, and she quickly caught up to her opponent.  Cuoco gave a yelp as Meister's hand grabbed firmly to her flaxen hair and yanked her up on her knees, pulling Kaley's head back until her face tilted up to the ceiling.  Thus holding her rival in place, the brunette raised her right arm and began slamming down forearm smashes again and again to Cuoco's chest, the blonde's breasts bouncing wildly out of the cups of her lace bra from the blows, the embattled beauty baying in pain and distress each time.  "I'll pound you flat, you over-stuffed tramp!" Meester hissed through clenched teeth.

But the next sound she made was a gurgled shriek, and she toppled to the floor with an anguished moan.  This was courtesy of the fist that Kaley had blindly, yet unerringly, driven up between her tormentor's thighs, smashing into her satin-covered womanhood.  Both battlers were gasping for breath and mewling in pain, but now it was Cuoco who displayed the great speed as she managed to recover enough to crawl behind Meester, who was only now able to sit up, and with cobra swiftness wrap her right across the brunette's alabaster throat, while her left arm tightened behind her neck, for a Rear Naked Choke.  Leighton struggled for breath, her hands tugging haplessly at the strangling limb locked tight upon her, until all too quickly her glazed brown eyes begin to roll up as her lids flutter shut, and then her whole body goes limp.

Kaley gives one last choke to ensure his rival is indeed knocked out, and then she releases her.  She tries to rise up in order to strike a victory pose, but her legs refuse to comply, so she simply presses a palm to her beaten foe's heaving chest and raises her other arm in triumph.

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Scarlett Johansson vs Esther Baxter



The two buxom beauties strained against one another, rivulets of sweat causing their skin to glisten under the penthouse lights.  Their bare feet dug into the plush carpeting for traction, and their grunts mixed with growls as each threw every last iota of their dwindling strength into driving the other back.

It was Scarlett who gave ground first, pushed back one step...then another...and another...until finally her back was pressed to the wall.  Esther then drove her knee up hard, drilling it into the pit of the blonde's belly, just above the top of her bikini briefs.  Johansson gave a pained groan as she gasped for breath, her knees buckling a bit.  Baxter pressed her rival's arms to the wall, pinning her upright, and then slammed her 34DDDs into the blonde's 32Ds, causing the tender mounds to compress against Scarlett's own lungs, preventing her from drawing a full breath, and further dazing her.  The sepia skinned beauty gave a satisfied half-smile, and then stepped back.  Grabbing Johansson by the hair, she dragged her, stumbling and wincing, to the center of the room.

There, Esther slipped one hand down between her opponent's thighs, and threw the other around her shoulder.  Dipping her knees, she gave a loud grunt, and in a display of sheer raw power, picked the startled blonde up and held her aloft.  "No...no...no...!" Scarlett whimpered, but her pleading did no good as, with an Amazonian roar, Baxter bodyslammed her to the floor.  Johansson lay there, spreadeagled, her chest heaving and her glazed eyes staring up blankly at the ceiling.  Esther took a dozen or steps back, then rushed toward her prone adversary; jumping up into the air, she came soaring down upon Scarlett like a curvaceous missile of destruction, splashing her lush down down upon that of her rival like a piledriver.

The blonde gave a loud gasp mixed with an anguished groan as she was very nearly battered into unconsciousness.  But those last flickers of awareness were cruelly snuffed out as Esther's breasts enveloped the sweaty, red-cheeked face of the hapless beauty, smothering her out utterly.

[The Italian]

Max Black (Kat Dennings, 2 Broke Girls) vs Chloe ( Krysten Ritter, Don't Trust the B---- in Apartment 23)




Very few women in the New York catfight scene could match Max' prowess or ferocity and Chloe was one of them; but she was also so ruthless, mean and sadistic that there was no no need to speak her name in the business. If someone was talking about "the Bitch", he was talking of Chloe.
And once again Chloe was proving how the nickname was well deserved: after a long fight she was able to strip Max of her bra and used it to tie her arms behind her back; then she took off her own panties and stuffed them in Max' mouth.
With Max blocked and unable to submit, Chloe sat on her opponent belly and with an evil grin she started a session of brutal tit torture, subjecting Max' breasts to every form of abuse she could think of.
Max wriggled and buckled trying to unseat Chloe but then her movements started to fade and she just lied motionless sobbing and moaning desperately while Chloe kept scratching, pinching, biting and slapping her tits.
"Well, well, well" grinned Chloe "I guess it will pass some time before you can flaunt around this big, useless sacks of fat...God I always hated big boobed bimbos like you"
"Stop! Please stop! Don't you see she can't take it anymore?" Screamed a teary-eyed Caroline while two robust security guard prevented her from entering the matted area of the penthouse were the fight was taking place.
"Oh shut up Barbie girl, I'm just having some fun with your friend. Besides she can surrender whenever she wants....oops! No, she can't!" Retorted Chloe with a sadistic smile on her face.
"Fuck you Chloe! We all now why you hate Max! And we all now that beating her will not enhance those pimples you call tits!"
 Apparently, Caroline words hit the mark as a furious Chloe sprang up to her feet and went face to face with Caroline.
"Say it again bitch and after I've finished ruin your friend saggy tits  I will ruin also your saggy ass!" Hissed the brunette.
"Oh, I forgot that in addition to your teeny-weeny titties you also have a scrawny ass, no wonder you hate real women like me and Max! Come on slut, I'm here, just tell this two guys to step back..."
Chloe kept exchanging threats and insults with Caroline, until she noticed how the blonde was glanching behind her and, suddently realizing the deception, turned around just in time to see Max standing in front of her with her arms still tied behing her back.
Max rised her leg and kicked Chloe right in the crotch with all her might and when her opponent instinctively doubled over she hit her again with a brutal headbutt.
Chloe fell to the ground slamming the back of her head while Max rushed to Caroline asking her to untie her hands. Caroline was almost done when she was violently tackled to the ground by another blonde.
The girl was Chloe friend (somebody said slave) June; the two women started their own private catfight rolling on the ground amongst the cheers of the patrons, happy to have another fight for free.
Meanwhile, a dazed and groggy Chloe stood back to her feet just in time to be pounced from behind by Max who finally was able to free her hand, the busty waitress didn't just want to beat Chloe, she wanted payback and tied her opponent wrists behind her back using the same garment. The, just as Chloe did took of her own panties after rolling Chloe on her back.
"Oh shit..." muttered Chloe when she realized her predictament, before Max stuffed her own panties in her mouth and the procedeed t exposed Chole's tits.
"Well.." Panted Max "I understand why you are so jealous...I had bigger boobs when I was twelve..." and, in a specular replay of what happened before, she began slapping, scratching, pinching and pulling Chloe's brests, while the slender brunette kicked her legs in desperation.
Max however, was too tired to keep torturing her opponent and decided to go for the kill.
"You know...usually I will use my babies to finish you off" she panted "But thanks to you they are too sore and they need to rest....so Chloe let me introduce you to my ass; my ass, this is Chloe" and then she procedeed to turn to Chloe's legs  before sitting on her face.
Chloe's features were completely engulfed by Max' glorious asscheecks and soon she passed out by the lack of oxygen.
Max, exausted but proud, stood up posing victorious for the audience before heading were her friend Caroline was still fighting with June, slowly taking the upper hand over her opponent.
"Do you need help?" Asked Max.
"No, this bitch is a wimp" said Caroline, ignoring June's protests "But we don't have all night and I don't like to fight for free!"
"Say no more" Laughed Max as she helped Caroline pin down June and while the blonde was sitting on June belly holding down her hands, Max sat down on the blonde face in a replica of Chloe's defeat.
"Come on June, stop complaining" Laughed Max hearing the blonde's muffled screams "Look at the bright side, contrary to you friend you don't have a gag so you can also not only smell my ass but also taste it: the full experience!"
But June didn't hear the entire sentence as she was already passing out and soon she went completely limp.
The two friends embraced to celebrate their vicotry, but Max was not completely happy: she knew Chloe all too well and she knew that it was only the beginning...

[Maizenblue]

Great job. Would love to see the other side of the fight between June and Caroline.

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Great job. Would love to see the other side of the fight between June and Caroline.

I wholeheartedly concur! 

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Alice Eve vs Mila Kunis



The spectators reflexively cringed at the sound of the THUD, as the blonde's foot swept upward between the brunette's legs and punted brutally into her groin.  Mila instantly went knock-kneed, eyes crossing in agony and her mouth falling open; at first no sound emitted, but then an anguished squeak emerged.

Alice just smirked.  She had earned a reputation as one of the dirtiest fighters in her native Britain, and she was happy to export her special brand of viciousness to the U.S.  It had been a fairly even match between the two up until now, but the Englishwoman's patience had worn thin, and she had decided the time had come to turn the tide in her favor...by any means necessary. 

Now wincing in pain, Kunis staggered backward, anxious to put some distance between her and her opponent and gain precious time to recover.  Unfortunately, the blonde isn't about to give her the opportunity, and she advances on Mila.  Filling her hands with her foe's dark tresses, Alice growls as she throws Kunis face-first to the carpeted floor.  She then sits upon the brunette's back, facing her legs, and grabs Mila's left gam, bending in back in a painful half-Boston Crab.  But Eve wasn't done yet: with her right hand she clamped a clawhold down upon her adversary's still-throbing womanhood, digging her fingers in as she squeezes.  The pain is so great, Mila reverts to her native Russian, her yowls filling the room: "O nyet! Ne to! Ty ubivayesh' menya!" The Brit gave a wicked smile in response.

Just a few minutes of this torture left Kunis limp and semi-conscious from the anguish.  Alice released her dual holds and climbed off of her opponent's back.  Kneeling alongside Mila, she grabbed her hair and pulled the American's face upward.  Eyes glazed and half-closed, the brunette groaned, a trickle of drool in the corner of her mouth.  "Do you give up?" Eve said in a tone that was more demand than questioning.  "Do you admit you're nothing compared to me?"  Pride stills Mila's tongue for all of three seconds, and then with tears in her eyes, she sobs, "Y-yes...I submit...I give up."  Triumphantly, Alice stood up, planted a foot on her beaten rival's rear end, and raised her arms in victory.

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Lauren Taylor vs Yara Shahidi



Nothing is quite as exhilarating as a double debut match.  Both green rookies are like magnificent young colts running for the first time; they may be awkward and gangly, but what they lack in skill, they more than make up for with intensity.  That truism had been proven yet again in this match, as Lauren and Yara battled one another in a veritable stalemate.

Now they stood opposite one another, panting hard for breath, their manes damp and matted, rivulets of sweat dappling their bodies.  Their eyes narrowed into slits of fury as they seethed through gritted teeth.  Then, as if on some signal only they can hear, they leap at one another with growls, their bodies slamming together with a wet thud.  As they struggle, they stumble around the penthouse floor until finally they collapse to the floor in a heap.  There, their bodies writhe together, brown skin twisted with pink, as each tries to overcome the other.

Finally, Lauren manages to get atop Yara's back, and as the dark-haired beauty rolls to her side in an effort to dislodge her opponent, Taylor is able to wrap her legs around Shahidi's waist, even as her arms tighten around her head.  Although crudely applied, this sleeper/chokehold and bodyscissors combo proves too devastating for Yara to escape from.  "Give up, bitch," the blonde rasps, "or I'll knock your ass out!"  "Noooooooo!" the embattled teen moans, "Never!  Not to  you!"

But for all of her defiance, Yara can't withstand the hold for long, and soon enough her dark eyes go glassy and her lids start to flutter shut, and with a pitiable sigh her supple body goes limp.  With a throaty laugh, Taylor releases her hold, then struggles back up on her legs.  Standing over the slumbering form of her defeated rival, she plants a foot on Shahidi's chest and raises her arms in triumph, as the spectators burst into cheers.

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I've thought about posting something including Yara but I'm so glad she got her official introduction in a typically great Jackflash piece

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Magnificent, my friend.   

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Flashback 2005:  Evan Rachel Wood vs Michelle Trachtenberg



Had she more experience, Michelle wouldn't have fallen for Evan's trick.  But the ash brown rookie never considered that her equally green (yet remarkably crafty) strawberry blonde opponent was 'playing possum'.  In retrospect, Trachtenberg would admit that Wood seemed to succumb far too quickly to the sleeperhold, and that the brunette should have kept it locked on longer, just to be certain.  It was a mistake she wouldn't make again.

But unfortunately, she made it on this night.  Granted freedom from the devastating hold, Evan suddenly sprang back to live, rocking her rival with slaps to the face and blows to the sides of her head, stunning Trachtenberg.  Wood them jumps up on her adversary's back, wrapping her legs around Michelle's waist as her hands cover the brunette's eyes.  For a catfighting newcomer, Evan clearly has done her homework, and she knows that in the heat of battle, depriving your opponent of her sense of sight can throw her into complete and utter confusion.  And so it is with Trachtenberg, who staggers around the room bearing the weight of her rival on her back, but is unable to compose any sort of effective response because she is bewildered by being rendered blind.  So all she can do is whimper and squeal in panic, as her tormentor wears a wicked smile on her face.

Finally Michelle collapses to her knees, and Evan pulls her hands free of the brunette's eyes.  Grabbing her foe by the hair, she yanks Trachtenberg's head back until her face looks upward, allowing Wood to drill an elbow strike directly into her forehead, leaving her victim's eyes glazed and spinning in their sockets.

Although finishing her adversary off would be an easy thing now, the blonde opts to have a bit of fun with her foe.  Shoving Michelle onto her back, she grabs her long, colt-like legs and folds her body over, until the brunette's bikini-clad read end points up to the ceiling.  Evan then delivers a blistering spanking to her rival's derriere, the skin turning bright red from every stinging smack of the palm.  Trachtenberg tearfully wails and sobs in pain and humiliation, unable to break free and forced to endure the anguish in her helplessness, while Wood just laughs in this display of her utter dominance.

Finally the spectacle comes to an end.  Evan unfolds her opponent's body and shoves her over onto her stomach; mounting Michelle's back, she pulls the brunette's arms up over her bent knees and cups her hands under Trachtenberg's chin, executing a Camel Clutch.  Stubbornly, despite the blinding pain to her neck and spine, Michelle refuses to submit...which suits Evan just fine, as she's happy to continue to torment her rival until, at last, Trachtenberg's senses can take the agony no longer, and she slips into semi-consciousness.

Victorious, Wood releases the hold and stand up.  She then kick's her opponent's limp body over onto her back, places a foot derisively upon Trachtenberg's tear-streaked face, and flexes her arms in triumph.  Then, in an added dollop of disrespect, she wipes the sole of each foot across Michelle's chest, as if she were a doormat, and then turns and struts away, hips swaying in a boastful stride of victory.

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Thanks to FemFightWriter for the inspiration!

Max vs Penny



"Get up Penny!" came a chorus of pleading voices.  The blonde sat on the carpeted floor, slackjawed and with glazed eyes spinning as she struggled to regain her senses.  She wasn't sure what had happened, but the spectators had seem Max deliver a powerful elbow smash squarely to her rival's forehead, dropping the West Coast blonde unceremoniously on her rear end in a daze.

That the crowd for this evening's match was predominantly in Penny's favor wasn't surprising, as this contest was being held in Los Angeles, where the blonde waitress was the indisputable Queen of apartment wrestling.  Max took a gamble agreeing to a fight on her home turf of her arch-nemesis, but the possibility of beating Penny in her own back yard before her most rabid fans was too tantalizing to resist.  And at this moment, it appeared that the brunette's gamble was paying off.

Shaking her head, with a groan Penny awkwardly began to push up off of the floor and return to her feet.  Opposite her, Max went into a crouch, waiting for the perfect moment.  Suddenly she sprang forward, lunging low at her opponent and nailing her with a tackle that flipped the yowling blonde up and over, and sending her crashing back to the floor.  She lay there on her back, stunned and moaning.  Unable and unwilling to keep the self-satisfied smirk from her face, Max spun around, then leapt up into the air, landing both of her feet flush down upon Penny's breasts.  The blonde let out a gurgled scream, followed by wheezing efforts to regain her breath.  Utterly spent, all she could do was lay spread eagled on the floor, her body glistening with sweat.

All that was left now was for the East Coast waitress to finish off her foe, but Max was in no hurry to end this.  Straddling her rival with a schoolgirl pin, the brunette lowered her chest down under her bare 34DDs dangled over Penny face.  But rather than smother her out, Max playfully slapped her 'girls' back and forth against the sides of the bested blonde's face, taunting her:  "Bimbo, I beat you in your own town.  I own your house, cupcake!  You suck soooooooo much!"  Penny could only tearfully endure the humiliation as she gasped for precious air, while her partisans sat stunned over the sight of her devastation by the hated New Yorker.

Finally the brunette pressed her orbs down into her adversary's face, subjecting Penny to the defeat she hates the most, the breast smother.  The embattled blonde squirmed feebly beneath her tormentor for a few moments, and then was driven into bleak slumber.  Rising up, her lush body soaked with sweat but rippling with the thrill of triumph, Max planted a foot defiantly upon the bruised bosom of her bête noire and joyfully smiled and raised her arms in victory.  She knew this defeat would only spur Penny on even harder the next time they met, but that was a problem for another day.  Tonight, the brunette was simply going to savor her supremacy in this battle of their never-ending war.

[jtmatt]

Alicia Vikander (30 - 5’6” - 113lbs) vs Halston Sage (26 - 5’5” - 120lbs)

Alicia and her quickness was frustrating the blonde beauty Halston, so far in the fight she had not been able to land any solid punches on her older rival. Meanwhile, Alicia was picking and choosing her spots wisely, stepping in for quick combos and then quickly backing out of the way of the counters by Sage. Vikander’s problem was, that she was not doing enough damage to her younger, stronger rival but using up a lot of energy.

Alicia, looking for a way to hurt Halston throws a quick kick to her body but telegraphs it, and Sage catches the perfectly tan leg with her left arm. Vikander’s eyes open wide, surprised and scared at her current predicament and is unable to dodge the straight right hands, Sage unloads on her. Halston, finally able to connect, stuns the beautiful actress with the heavy punches and loses grip of Alicia’s leg as she stumbles away. Sage wanting to build on her sudden success, follows the stumbling Alicia and begins pounding away on her, she alternates left and right punches on the Swedish actress that whip her head from side to side. Alicia, now completely loosened up is unable to defend herself as the young blonde hammers away at her. Halston ends the assault with a series meaty body punches that takes the her breath away and finished with a devastating uppercut to the chin, that drops the tanned beauty to the ground.

Alicia, who throughly dominated the beginning of the fight was now being beaten badly, by her younger adversary. The tough actress begins to make her way to her feet when Halston comes over to help her. Pulling Vikander up to her feet, the blonde quickly wraps her arms around the slender frame of Alicia, trapping her arms and squeezes with all her might in a brutal bear hug. Vikander grunts and gasps, as the air is forced from her body and Sage continues to constrict her arms like a Boa, she had never been in a bear hug before. Her energy quickly fading, she whispers her submission in her tormentor’s ear but Halston keeps the hold on until the tan, lithe body in her grasp, goes limp and Alicia’s head rests on her shoulder.

Sage lifts the dead weight that is Alicia over head to show off her strength, walks the poor defeated girl around as her arms and legs hang lifelessly, then drops her to the ground. Halston smiling big, plants her foot on Vikander and flexes her arms, for her victory pose.







Zoey Deutch (23 - 5’4” 110lbs) vs Sarah Hayland (27 - 5’2” 103lbs)

The battle of the petite actresses was not much of a contest. Zoey wanting to prove herself, decided that the smaller Sarah would be a good match up for her, she was wrong. The older actress was much more experienced than her and Zoey was living up to reputation of having a glass jaw.

Sarah was not known for her power but she nonetheless managed to quickly take control of the fight after connecting with only a few blows to the younger girl’s chin. Zoey clearly had her bell rung and was retreating trying to regain her senses but Sarah was on her and kept the pressure on with another combination of punches to the hurt girl’s face. Zoey was in trouble and fell back into a wall, desperately covering her beautiful face to avoid getting knocked out quickly by her older rival. The experienced Sarah quickly changed tactics and began to attack the slim midsection of Deutch, she lands three quick blows to her belly, each one going in a little deeper and drawing high pitched whimpers from Zoey, who fell forward to her hands and knees after the third one. Sarah was clearly enjoying herself, she had never dominated anyone like this before, she flashed her big beautiful smile as she looked down at the hurt girl before she buried her hand deep into brown trusses and lifted up with a knee to Zooey’s face, knocking her on to her back.

Deutch moaned as she laid on her back, wondering who she could ever beat if someone smaller than her, like Sarah could so easily dominate her. Sarah straddled the down girl and sits on her stomach, she quickly removes Zoey’s shirt, revealing her beautiful milky skin and perky, lace bra covered, breasts. Before Zoey knows what is happening, Sarah clamps down with both hands onto her tender tit flesh and squeezes as hard as she could. Deutch lets out a blood curdling scream and grabs a hold of her attacker’s wrist but Sarah was locked in, and continued to push down, squeeze and twist on her beautiful boobs. Soon high pitched grunts of effort turned into submissive whimpers as Zoey could not stop the torture to her rack and tears began to flow down her cheeks. Sarah had a maniacal look in her eyes as she destroyed the poor girl’s breasts and could feel them soften, almost turn doughy as she continued her assault.

Zoey’s whimpers soon turned into all out crying as she cover her face with her hands, as the pain in her chest was unbearable. Sarah, with Zoey now full on sobbing, let’s go of the mauled breasts and grabs the discarded shirt, wrapping it tightly around the unsuspecting girl’s throat. Deutch quickly grabs at the cloth around her neck, her eyes wide and desperate but she is much too week to stop the inevitable and is choked unconscious. Sarah stands up, removes the rest of Zoey’s clothes and leaves the beautiful unconscious girl, beaten and naked.