[Dario]

Really fine, I love it, especially the Stewart vs Watson brawl. Many thanks.

[Thorn]

Adriana Lima vs Kate Upton

It is that time of the year again. People all around the globe tune into The Sports Illustrated vs Victoria’s Secret match to see sexy models beat and get beaten. And although the match has occurred every year since 2005, not once has VS won. After seeing bigtime VS models like Candice Swanepoel, Alessandra Ambrosio, and Miranda Kerr get humiliated in front of a hundred thousand people in the stadium and millions more worldwide, the company decided to only let their lesser known unused models compete, so they can keep their image. This year however, Adriana Lima was allowed to fight as she was retiring.

"Adriana is a washed up has been, she would not have been able to beat me in her prime and she certainly would not beat me now." Kate told the reporters when asked for her thoughts on her upcoming fight against Adriana. "I am the best in the game and it is time those Victoria’s Secret bitches learn that.”

Many experts in the industry were of the same mind as Kate. She’s always been able to hit hard for a model, and she's had more ring work than most. Against a model from Victoria’s Secret, a company whose models were known equally for both their attractiveness and for being jobbers, it was thought that Kate would have another easy win.

Adriana Lima had other ideas.

Boxing crisply - her long, tanned legs taut and springy as she circles and jabs her foe - Adriana picked Kate apart and cleverly punches one-twos to Kate’s face off a stiff, stabbing set up jab. Kate responds like a fighter, swinging back wide even while hurt, but Lima shows her skill by evading her foe's power while continuing to stitch and staple straight-poking punches in reprisal.

Upton is caught backpedaling by a series of relentless jabs to her prized tits. She is holding in her tears as she blocks a jab and quickly retreated while cradling her battered breasts. Any hope of a comeback is gone when Lima used her long legs in a deadly fashion with a quick kick on her bosom. Kate stumbled to her knees and burst into tears as she sat in a puddle of frustration. Lima pulls Kate up to her feet only to knee her in the groin. The spectators are silent in shock as none of them anticipated this level of cruelty from the Brazilian model. Adriana with a vicious smirk, continues her assault by clawing poor Kate’s pussy. The pain shocks Kate into screeching out her surrender, “PLEASE, GAWD STOP, I GIVE UP!!!”

Lima shouts postfight, "Kate learned today why I am still the best in the game. There is a reason why I am still in it while others have passed. And now I take what is mine!" Lima further shames Kate by stripping her blonde adversary of her clothes. Adriana slips a leather collar to her downed opponents’ neck and attaches a steel chain to it. She drags a weeping, groggy Kate across the catwalk in which the models entered the ring. It was a sight that would forever be remembered by everyone watching. An Adriana Lima fiercely smirking, waving with her left hand while Kate’s bruised tits swayed back and forth as she’s tugged around. Adriana enjoyed every second of her last catwalk as she posed for the cameras with a beaten Kate Upton who is sobbing on all fours.


My first attempt at a story, hope y'all enjoyed it.

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Adriana Lima vs Kate Upton



My first attempt at a story, hope y'all enjoyed it.

Great work, Thorn! 

[Dario]

GREAT!.

[Raspberry]

                                                             Anne Hathaway vs Kristen Bell - Boxing



Anne was pretty confident going into the ring despite it being her first official match in a boxing ring. Her opponent was the more experienced Kristen Bell whom Annie didn't take very seriously. Anne showed up in a white sports bra and black yoga shorts with red gloves. Kristen was wearing a hot pink sports bra and black yoga pants with black gloves.

...

Kristen was beating Annie shutout to shutout every single round and going into the tenth round Anne's confident looks were replaced with bloody nose,mouth and a gash under the eye. Anne's hands were barely up as the bell rung and Kristen went to town one last round before securing her victory. Kristen spared no expense battering Anne wherever she could sending her to the corner in a short few seconds.  Anne was perfectly stuck as Kristen started knocking her head backwards then going to the body and ribs. Anne was a bloody mess, now getting blood on her cleavage and tits. Kristen still wasn't backing out as there was still 30 seconds to go. Jabs and hooks followed by relentless shots at the ribs had Anne gasping for air. Finally a moment of relief as the bell rung to end the match. "Welcome to the club bitch" Kristen smirked as Anne dropped to all fours.

[gene smith]

                                                             Anne Hathaway vs Kristen Bell - Boxing



Anne was pretty confident going into the ring despite it being her first official match in a boxing ring. Her opponent was the more experienced Kristen Bell whom Annie didn't take very seriously. Anne showed up in a white sports bra and black yoga shorts with red gloves. Kristen was wearing a hot pink sports bra and black yoga pants with black gloves.

...

Kristen was beating Annie shutout to shutout every single round and going into the tenth round Anne's confident looks were replaced with bloody nose,mouth and a gash under the eye. Anne's hands were barely up as the bell rung and Kristen went to town one last round before securing her victory. Kristen spared no expense battering Anne wherever she could sending her to the corner in a short few seconds.  Anne was perfectly stuck as Kristen started knocking her head backwards then going to the body and ribs. Anne was a bloody mess, now getting blood on her cleavage and tits. Kristen still wasn't backing out as there was still 30 seconds to go. Jabs and hooks followed by relentless shots at the ribs had Anne gasping for air. Finally a moment of relief as the bell rung to end the match. "Welcome to the club bitch" Kristen smirked as Anne dropped to all fours.

nice job I must say

[WriteThisWay]

Abigail Breslin vs Kiernan Shipka



Kiernan Shipka wanted to brand herself as a dark, brooding, dangerous Scream Queen on the Hollywood fight scene, not just as the American Emma Watson look-a-like. She asked Emma Roberts, whom she knew through their work in The Blackcoat's Daughter, to help her get started and thought the pale, doughy Abigail Breslin would be a perfect opponent to debut against. A small crowd had gathered in the living room of a well known producer to witness the debut.

Instead, she found the thicker young actress to be a powerhouse. Kiernan put up a fight at first, but the bigger girl kept using her size, and especially her tits, to slow the lithe teen down. Finally, stripped naked and sobbing on her back, Kiernan looked up in fear at the large fluffy white hooters above her. Abigail shimmied her melons above the debutante and mocked her saying, "I'm the queen, you're just a screamer." With that, she lowered her bosom over the face of her well beaten opponent and laughed at the screams combing from beneath her fleshy prison. As the last few kicks of the younger actresses feet gave way to complete stillness, the curvy blonde stood up and cupped her big boobs as she addressed one particular member of the audience. "You're next. These are going to put you out the next time we meet."

Ariel Winter rolled her eyes at the taunt and cupped her own big breasts through her top. "Oh please. You've left more drool on my perfect tits than Levi has." As the gathered audience laughed, the young brunette turned on her heel and strode confidently out the door as her blonde rival glared.

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Kat Dennings vs Courtney Stodden



Kat gave a sharp grunt as her back slammed up against the wall, but she was distracted from the pain by her opponent's husky...and exceedingly annoying...chuckle.  "Will you just shut the hell up?" the brunette panted in irritation.

Courtney's response was not verbal, but rather physical, as she suddenly dashed toward her adversary, their chests slamming together as the blonde splashed her lush body like a wrecking ball against the curvaceous form of Dennings.  Stodden then stepped a few feet backward, and as the dazed Kat stumbled forward away from the wall, Courtney crouched down and scooped up her rival across her shoulders.  Carrying Kat to the center of the room, the blonde then began to twirl around and around like a dervish, subjecting Dennings to an airplane spin that had the brunette squealing in panic, her senses reeling as she whirls in circles.

"Not so tough now, are you kitty Kat?" the blonde taunted.

Finally, Stodden dumps her unwilling cargo to the penthouse floor; Kat lands with a heavy thud and a dizzied moan, and she rolled slowly over onto her back.  That was all of the invitation the blonde needed to leap down upon her foe, splashing her body across that of the embattled brunette, the impact pounding desperately-craved air from Kat's lungs.  Sitting astride her victim's belly, Courtney gleefully begins to mauls Kat's breasts, punching, squeezing, slapping and pinching the bare orbs, her very distinctive laugh blending in chaotic harmony with the moans and gasps of Dennings.

Had she wanted to, the blonde could have easily finished off her opponent with a breast smother at this point, but Stodden opts for something a bit out of the ordinary.  Crawling off of her adversary, she grabs the badly stunned Dennings by her dark mane and pulls her up to a seated position, Kat's legs splayed out before her.  From behind, Courtney yanks the brunette's head backward until her face is tilted upward to the ceiling; only then does the blonde drop her DDs down, enveloping Kat's face and cutting off her oxygen, while also allowing Stodden to lift her own face up toward the spectators so she could smile and preen...and, of course, giggle in delight.

Kat's arms flailed without purpose for some thirty seconds, and then fell like leaded weights to her sides, betraying the fact that she was now unconscious.  Courtney released her and let the brunette's upper body keen forward, her face burying itself into the plush carpeting.  Placing a foot upon her beaten foe's back, the victorious blonde's laughter filled the room.

[Ginny38]

Ya really should sort out the names so the pics/story match. Otherwise, it was great!!!!

[jtmatt]

Alexis Ren (21 - 5’8” 128lbs) vs Nina Agdal (26 - 5’9” 121lbs)

It was a battle of incredibly hot and very confident models, both very fit and looking for another victory over a rival model. Meeting on the beach, in bikinis, they worked each other over throughout the brutal fight until Alexis seized control after dazing the Danish beauty with a high kick that landed flush on the side of her head and dropping her to the sand.

The sexy American jumped on top of Nina and began to unload punches looking to put an end to the fight. Overwhelmed and unable to stop the barrage, Agdal was taking a beating and after a fifth or six punch made its way through her defenses, her body relaxed as she was left nearly unconscious. Still sitting on her rival, Alexis raised her hands as she looked down at the groggy Dane, she then stands up and stomps down on Nina’s firm midsection. Agdal’s body convulsed with the blow as she gasped for air and holding her belly trying to ease the new pain. Alexis laughed at the hurt girl and raised her foot for another belly stomp when Nina, using what little energy she had left, lunged up and punched Ren right between legs. Alexis eyes bulged and mouth opened but she didn’t make a sound, her hands went to massage her aching womanhood as she fell to the sand her side.

Nina again searched and found more reserve energy and pushed herself up and crawled over to Alexis, who was still trying to recover from the low blow. Sand and hair stuck to her bloodied face, Agdal climbs on top of the American and begins a ground and pound of her own. Using her left hand to steady the American’s face and then punching with the right, she destroyed Alexis with punch after punch, until the left side of her face was bruised, bleeding and her eye almost swollen shut. The proud American could only muster a weak pathetic whimper with each blow and then tears started to run down from her right eye, she knew there was nothing she could do to stop Agdal. Nina stopped the assault on Alexis’ face and rolled her over on to her belly, she then untied her rival’s bikini top and used it to secure the beaten girl’s wrists and then rolled her back over so all could see her sandy but still perfect rack.

Agdal stood up and got a towel from one of the onlookers and cleaned her battered face up and then returned her attention back to Ren. Nina reached down and lifted Alexis to her feet by her hair, Alexis’ amazing body on display as the super confident America is still visibly sobbing. Nina walks Ren around, leading her by her hair and then decides its time to end things. She puts her hands on Alexis’ shoulders and lifts her knee up into the beaten girl’s womanhood. Ren’s body convulses with the blow that lifted her slightly off the sand momentarily and then she fell face first into the sand, moaning. Nina jumped on her back and smashed Alexis down harder into the sand, grabs blonde trusses and lifts the American’s head, everyone amazed at the sight of the defeated Alexis who’s mouth hung open as blood ran down the side of her sandy face. Agdal then slammed her down and then lifted up, again and again and then grinding the poor girl’s face deep into the sand, suffocating the helpless model. Ren’s legs flailed around aimlessly for less than a minute until she succumbed to the lack of air and passed out. Nina raised her head once more to show off her slumbering rival, rolled Alexis over to her back and walked away battered but victorious.

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Santana & Brittany vs Penny & Max

(Naya Rivera, Heather Morris, Kaley Cuoco, Kat Dennings)




Ordinarily, the small audience for apartment wrestling matches is comprised of the area's elite.  That's no different on this night, but one...or, to be specific, two...notable differences.

Santana and Brittany settled down on the large leather sofa and happily sipped from proffered champagne glasses.  Clad in bikinis, they smile and giggle at the spectacle unfolding before them.  Generally, combatants are not invited to witness matches, but a sudden change in plans altered the guest list for this evening.  This had been scheduled to be a two-on-two match, a style of combat which the two young Ohio beauties had proven themselves unbeatable at.  Someone had had the idea of pitting them against Penny and Max, two of the most popular solo fighters.  That Penny and Max hate and despise one another down to their very last molecules wasn't seen as a impediment...not after the two beauties were told the size of the prize money which the winning team would split.

There was an electric buzz throughout the room as the two arch-rivals entered the mansion's spacious living room (from separate bedrooms, notably).  If Brittany and Santana were the least bit worried about facing these two, they betrayed none of it.  And as circumstance swiftly demonstrated, they were right not to fret in the least.

Just being in such close proximity to one another seemed to trigger some savage instinct within both Max and Penny, and within seconds, they had utterly forgotten that they were here tonight to team up, and instead they tore into each other!  Their opponents sat down to enjoy the unscheduled show...and a ferocious pageant it was!  As usual with these two, nothing was held back, and for nearly twenty minutes they flung, slammed, punched, slapped, kicked, stomped, twisted and yanked one another around the room.  As was also par for the course, Max and Penny are so equally matched, neither could hold the advantage for long, and they warred in a perpetual stalemate.

Now, the two wildcats stood facing one another, trading thudding forearm smashes again and again to each other's chest, showers of perspiration erupting from their lush bodies with every blow, their legs trembling as they struggled against exhaustion and collapse.  It was at this point that Santana said to Brittany, "Such a pity, watching partners have a spat like this."  Beaming a smile, blonde Brittany replies, "I know...let's help them kiss and make up!"  Standing up, the duo strut over to the combatants, who are oblivious to their presence; Brittany grabs Max by her damp dark presses, and Santana entwines her fingers in Penny's matted flaxen mane.  Pulling their victim's heads back, the Ohioans then slam Penny and Max's foreheads together, leaving them glassy-eyed and rubber-legged.  The pair stumbled around almost comically, too stunned to fathom what had happened.  Brittany and Santana went into crouches, waiting for the precise moment to strike.  And as their opponents groggily turned toward them, the dastardly duo sprang up, delivering superkicks, with the balls of their feet striking with pinpoint precision to the chins of Max and Penny, who both fell like ceders to the floor.  They lay there spread-eagled and barely conscious.

Santana and Brittany each placed a foot upon the heaving chest of the fallen beauties to signify their victory, neither triumphant battler having shed so much as a drop of sweat in winning this most unusual match.

[jtmatt]

Bella Hadid (22 - 5’9” 126lbs) vs Selena Gomez ( 26 - 5’5” 119lbs)

Selena Gomez only dated The Weekend for a short amount of time and really, she only did it to make her ex, Justin Bieber jealous but that didn’t stop Bella resenting her for it. So, when she got the opportunity to confront Selena, she did, despite the fact that she was now back with The Weekend. The older singer wanted nothing to do with a fight with the taller model but there was no getting away, and when her friends tried to come to her rescue, Hadid’s sister and friends kept them from intervening.

Selena saw no other option but to fight and lunged at Bella when she looked away briefly. Gomez pushed her rival against a wall and landed a solid right to the taller girl’s face, followed by left and then another right that sent the model falling to the right, dazed and surprised. Selena was dressed for a night out, so kicking was not an option in her tight dress but she needed to keep the attack going, so she grabbed Hadid by the shoulders and threw her back against the wall and landed another left to the model’s face. Gomez’s confidence was building, she smiled as she delivered two punches to Bella’s belly that caused her to bend over gasping for air. Hadid was getting pounded on by the much smaller Selena and needed some relief but the singer was all over her. Gomez again pushed Bella against the wall and threw another punch at the battered girl’s face, only this time Bella managed to dodge it and Selena ended up punching the wall. The sexy singer yelped in pain as she bounced around, holding her aching hand, she was also giving her rival the time she needed to regain her senses. When Selena returned her attention on Bella, she was ready and waiting, she pushed off the wall and blasted the smaller girl with a vicious punch. Selena was not expecting the punch as her head whipped almost 180 degrees, Bella then threw her up against the wall and began her assault.

Hadid pounded on Selena mercilessly, raining punches on her face and body, Gomez unable to stop much began to wilt. Her legs failing, Selena started to slide down the wall, no longer able to hold herself up but Bella, with an evil smile across her face wasn’t done. She pulled Selena back up by her shoulders and leaned her against the wall, using one hand to hold her in place, she used the other to pound on Selena’s belly. The singer’s body folded around each punch as she let out a pained gasp, the group of onlookers cringed with each blow, knowing each one hurting more than the one before . After about a dozen shots to her rival’s midsection, Hadid let her slide back down the wall, beaten, hair over her face and softly sobbing.

Bella, ready to add some humiliation to the beating she just put on Selena, grabbed a hold of the singer’s dress and ripped it clean off her body. Gomez and her beautiful tanned body was left with nothing but a pair of lacy black panties on, was terrified at the thought of being stripped, did her best to cover herself up but Hadid wasn’t quite done with her. Bella ripped the panties off of the shrieking Selena, who did her best hold them on but to no avail. The tall model, delivered a earth shattering smack across Selena’s face and then hauled her up to her feet by her hair. Hadid displayed the beaten singer to all who was watching and then locked in a rear naked choke, Selena frantically clawed at Bella’s arms and did everything she could to break free but the hold quickly took affect and gorgeous Selena’s movements slowed and then stopped. She was out. Hadid held Gomez in the hold a moment or two more and then let her drop to the floor naked and beaten, in front of the whole party.

[Savant]

Ariel Winter vs Abigail Breslin - Wrestling Match

Ariel’s eyes arched in pain and her cheeks puffed out before she expelled a gush of air as Abigail’s rock hard fist plowed into her belly. Abigail smiled. She grabbed a handful of Ariel’s sweaty hair and pushed her further into the corner of the ring, before firing another punch into Ariel’s stomach.

“Ooooofffff…” Ariel exhaled.

What a turnaround from their last match when a dominant Ariel had choked Abigail into oblivion. Abigail had come into this match with a plan: target Ariel’s soft belly and she was executing that plan ruthlesslessly.

Grabbing the ring ropes around Ariel’s hips, Abigail switched from punching to plowing her shoulder into the pit of the brunette’s tummy.

“Oooooooooofffff….” Ariel exhaled again before folding over Abigail’s back.

The constant gut shots had taken a toll on her and she was just barely on her feet at this point. Desperately she tried to push Abigail away from her but the blonde proceeded to ram another shoulder blow into her bellybutton.

“Oh!’ Ariel squeaked.

“What’s the matter, Ariel? Not so tough now, huh?” Abigail taunted her before driving yet another shoulder block into Ariel’s core. This time she leaned further into the blow after the initial thrust. Moving forward she powered her shoulder up and in Ariel’s belly, lifting the brunette off her feet.

An exhausted Ariel once again flopped over Abigail’s back. She shut her eyes in pain as the blonde pounded her.

Finally Abigail relented a little and pulled back before switching tactics. Ariel would surely have spilled over face first onto the mat but Abigail quickly wrapped her up, keeping her on her unsteady legs. Abigail got behind Ariel, wrapping her arms around Ariel’s hips. Abigail locked her hands together and then started squeezing Ariel. Her joined hands pulling up into Ariel’s solar plexus.

“Huh…huh…huh…oooofff….” Ariel exhaled in uetter agaony.

Instead of the short, shrap pain of a punch or a shoulder block, this was a grinding hold that slowly sapped the strength out of a wrestler.

A content Abigail pressed one cheek against Ariel’s clammy, sweaty back and enjoyed the pained sounds coming out of her long-time rival.

“oh man….that must hurt Ariel…does it hurt, huh?” Abigail laughed.

Abigail let Ariel drop to her knees but followed her down, constantly keeping her locked hands pulling into Ariel’s solar plexus. This was such delicious revenge after the beating she had suffered at the hands of Ariel last match.

“Do you give Nik? Ready to give yet” Abigail sked her, although she hoped that Ariel would hold out longer so she could torture her some more.

A delirious Ariel pounded her fists against the mat in protest. She grinded her teeth together to prevent herself from giving up. ‘I can still get out of this…I’ve been in worse spots” Ariel thought to herself. She remembered how good it felt to wrap that garrote around Abigail’s throat last match. ‘She must be getting tired. I just need to hold out until she slips up and makes a mistake” she thought, deluding herself.

Then Abigail started pulsing her hands in the reverse bear hug, effectively deploying a kind of Heimlich maneuver. Only Ariel wasn’t choking. The bear hug only squeezed more and more air out of the brunette.

Ariel started seeing spots. She tried crawling out of the corner but Abigail remained plastered on her, never releasing the bear hug.

After advancing a few inches, Ariel collapsed entirely. Abigail was delighted as she felt the last fight draining out of her rival. She ground her forehead in between Ariel’s shoulder blades, further annoying her as the bear hug finished off its draining work.

“You’re done, bitch.. Done. I own you. You can’t get away. Admit it. I beat you. Now just give up,” Abigail commanded.

Finally the stubborn Ariel whispered: “I…give…I give…”

“What? What’s that Ariel? I didn’t hear you,” Abigail replied.

The brunette held out for another minute or two but the crushing pressure was too much for her and was driving her mad. She grabbed her own hair and started rocking her head up and down in desperation.

“I give. I give up. You win,” Ariel conceded.

“Ha! Did you hear that guys? Get it on tape’ Abigail commanded to the ringside camera crew taping the match.

A sound operator dutifully complied and brought a microphone up to Ariel’ s lips.

“Say it again, Ariel. I order you to say it again. Say you give up. Or I’ll squeeze you like a tube of tooth paste,” Abigail commanded.

“I give up…I give…I give…give…give…” a defeated Ariel repeated over and over.

A triumphant Abigail laughed out loud. But she didn’t release the hold. She was in no hurry to do so. In fact she brought herself and Ariel up to a sitting position to better display her trapped prey.

Ariel could do nothing but hope and pray that the blonde would eventually show mercy on her.

“Get the ropes!” a cocky Abigail barked to her corner. “I’m going to tie her up! She’s totally out of it. She can’t stop me. There’s so many things I want to do to her while she’s tired and limp like this!”

 

[goro]

Tiny little Ariana Grande had defied the odds and put on a clinic in front of several thousand spectators as she thoroughly thrashed the heavy favorite Emma Watson, reducing her to a sobbing mess after a few short minutes. She left Emma crying on her back in the middle of the ring as she pranced around the ring edges while miming faux concern for her foe.

The crowd doesn't like seeing their favorite being humiliated like this and proceeds to boo Ariana's antics, but the booing ends when the petite singer seductively saunters over to her outmatched foe and sits down on her heaving chest.

"Bedtime for you." Ariana says with a cute laugh as she slowly crawls up the Brit's body and fluffs out her school-girl skirt and pushes her onto Emma's mouth and nose, smothering her rival's breathing passages while gratifying herself at the same time.

"OH fuck" the petite songstress groans as she pleasures herself on Watson's protesting face. "Mmm, YEAH! Just like that! NnnnGGgghHH!" Ariana groaned as she lost control of her body and bathed the Brit's face in her copious and viscous fluids. Emma smacked her lips in a desperate attempt to breathe but was unable to take in a breath through Ariana's cute little ass grinding up and down her helpless face.

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Penny vs Max: Contest of Champions



Not that the ongoing feud between West Coaster Penny and East Coaster Max needed any spicing up, but an idea was had about having them compete in several contests prior to their latest match to add new levels of excitement to their feud.  Given the towering competitiveness of both, as well as the depth of animosity between them, each beauty readily agreed, anxious to one-up her rival.

FIRST CONTEST / HAIRPULLING: Both battlers, bent over at the waists, grunted and squealed as their hands held firm to the long manes of the other.  Several feet behind either of them on the floor were strips of tape, and the objective was simple...the first to pull both feet of her rival across the 'end zone' line wins.  Both had managed to yank her nemesis across by one foot, but not both, and so this unusual tug-of-war continued in stalemate for long minutes.  Suddenly Max gave a ferocious roar and tugged at the blonde's hair with all of her might, slowly pulling the resisting Californian back across the floor.  First went Penny's right foot over the line...and then after several long moments, her left was pulled over, making the brunette the winner of this first contest.  Both girls massaged their aching scalps, long hairs from both littering the carpeted floor, but Max wore a triumphant smirk, which Penny scowled in unhappiness.

SECOND CONTEST / INDIAN LEG WRESTLING: After a ten minute rest period, both girls were instructed to lie on the floor side by side, but facing opposite directions.  Each then raised her right leg, hooking it against the other, and when the signal was given they struggled to force the other's limb down for a "pin".  Back and forth went their stems, sweat glistening across the bodies of the combatants as they grunted.  Finally, gradually, Penny began to force Max's leg back, until with a proudly exclaimed "HAH!", she pinned the limb back and the ombudsman counted out "One...two...and three!"  It was one win apiece for the arch-rivals now.

THIRD CONTEST / TEST OF STRENGTH: For the third and final contest, the two bikini-clad beauties raised their arms and clasped their hands together.  Then, their bare feet digging into the plush carpeting for traction, their lush bodies trembling from the effort, both threw everything they had into the clash.  There were no lines to cross here, no pinfalls to be had; the contest was the most primal...to drive your enemy to her knees before you, and establish your dominance.  Control of the struggle swayed back and forth between them; first Max's knees began to slowly sink and she whined with panic.  But with an animalistic growl she slowly rose up, and not long after it was the whimpering Penny's turn to be gradually driven down.  Yet, the blonde also made a supreme effort, and managed to rise back up to her full height.  And so the contest continued, their arms quivering, their bodies soaked with sweat, their lungs panting for breath, until finally they reached the ten minute time limit.  This contest was a draw.

MATCH:  While the spirits were willing, the flesh was weakened, as both battlers went into this brawl already nearing the point of exhaustion due to the contests.  As a result they grew frustrated and angry as they bodies moved sluggishly and their blows lacked their usual power.  Penny and Max remained stalemated for long minutes, as ever both were so perfectly matched that neither could dominate the other for long.

However, it finally looked as if the brunette was gaining the upperhand, as first she doubled the West Coaster over with a fist that sank deep into the blonde's belly, and then drove her knee up into Penny's face, snapping her back upright and glassy-eyed.  Max smirked, and decided to finish off her rival with a torture rack, making the blonde scream out her surrender.  The New Yorker dipped her knees and pulled her dazed opponent over her shoulders, but as she stood up, she found her fast-fading strength struggling to keep her standing.  Meanwhile, Penny snapped out of her stupor enough to realize her predicament, and she began to squirm in her hated adversary's grasp, further throwing Max off-balance and preventing her from applying the torture rack.  The, the blonde manages to pull free and slid down the brunette's back, where she landed on the floor with cat-like agility.  Max spun around, but was met with Penny wrapping her hands behind her foe's head and jumping up; pressing her knees against the East Coast battler's breasts, Penny let gravity bring them both down to the floor, where upon impact all of the force of the landing went like a wrecking ball into Max's chest, the force of the reverse lungblower sending her sailing backward.  Landing in a stunned and moaning heap on the carpeting, the brunette lay there helplessly as her nemesis crawled over to her.  Giving a raspy giggle, Penny pinned her opponent's body down with her own, grapevining Max's legs wide with her feet while the LA blonde pressed her own breasts down over the brunette's face.  The sweat of both beauties mingled to form an airtight seal, and after long moments of desperate thrashing beneath her oppressor, Max ceased moving altogether as she tumbled into unconsciousness.