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Finish Her!

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Offline Maizenblue

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #2025 on: July 05, 2020, 03:13:21 PM »
Bilson is one of the best jobbers. Need more stories of her destruction

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« Reply #2026 on: July 05, 2020, 03:52:51 PM »
I'll happily write more Bilson or whoever if others get Sophia involved more lol.

Rachel Bilson vs Jessica Alba

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Bilson was so determined to make amends for her big loss against Sophia Bush that she hadn't even bothered to read who sent her the invitation to fight when she accepted. She probably should have. Five minutes in and she found herself panting in the corner, seated, looking spent, big puppy dog eyes silently begging Alba not to go through with it.

But Alba was ready to finish things. She sprinted across the mat and leapt at her cute prey. Alba's ass bounces hard on Bilson's chest as she landed and Bilson cried out in embarrassment and pain as Alba rocked the bucking bronco on poor little Bilson again and again and again.

Bilson groaned while Alba remained seated, smirking down at the cute brunette. "Bit off more than you could chew... again. Huh, Rachy?"

Bilson gave a sad whimper and nodded, knowing she wasn't getting back into this fight. Or that she was ever in it. Her arms lay loosely by her sides and she breathed deep and slow. Alba stood up and dragged Rachel's quivering body away from the corner. Then she climbed the top rope.

Bilson was groaning and trying to push herself up, rolling almost to all fours. Then Alba leapt again. She sailed through the air more gracefully than Bilson had even entered the ring at the start of the match. The crowd roared as Alba splashed hard onto Bilson and drove her weakened body into the mat. Rachel lay face down, breathing shallow.

Alba seemed to ponder for a moment. She wasn't necessarily wrong in assuming that she could end sweet Rachel any way she liked right now. But eventually she decided, and took a seat on Rachel's lower back, facing her legs.

"Sophia told me you have a cute scream. I wanna hear it." Jessica wrenched back on Rachel's little legs hard, bending her back painfully. It only took a matter of seconds for Jess to get the screams she wanted.

Bilson wailed and slapped the mat furiously. Jess just laughed as she took in Bilson's screams. "Ahhh, she was right. Very cute!"

Rachel kept tapping until Jess was finally declared the winner and decided to let go. Poor Bilson curled up into a ball of embarrassment as Alba stood and lifted her arms in victory. "Thanks for the warmup, Rachy."

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« Reply #2027 on: July 08, 2020, 04:24:24 PM »
Happy Birthday Sophia Bush!!

Sophia Bush vs Kristen Bell

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Jumping a babe at her own birthday party is pretty low, but Kristen Bell realllly had taken exception to the way Sophia Bush was prancing about the club.
It had been a hair-tearing, clothes-ripping, scrappy catfight, that of course had everyone's attention. Sophia was ironically almost in her birthday suit as Kristen tore the last of her dress away, revealing some sexy little panties. But while Kristen was going for humiliation and anger-relief, Sophia was going for self preservation.

Kristen's eyes crossed as Sophia nailed her hard between the eyes. She buried both hands in that blonde hair and bounced KBell's head off the beer-stained floor several times, until Kristen was groaning weakly, her arms by her side.

"I guess showing you up can be your gift to me. Thanks, bitch!" Sophia then tore the last of Kristen's dress away and dragged her to a chair by the wall and slumped her into it before tying her arms to it by her own tattered dress! Sophia took a seat in Kristen's lap and scoffed down at her bared chest. "No wonder you were jealous..."

Kristen looked shocked, nervous, and even sorry, as Sophia slapped her heaving breasts into the smaller blonde's face. Kristen's muffled protests lasted a minute before she eventually passed out between Sophia's prideful breasts. Bush stood up again, smirking, took a selfie with Bell, and posted it online with #HappyBirthdayToMe .

Then she went looking for a Kristen sympathiser... since she needed a new dress.

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« Reply #2028 on: July 14, 2020, 01:22:23 PM »
Nina Dobrev VS Victoria Justice

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Victoria Justice was so keen to set her haters straight, that she had challenged the rather fit Nina Dobrev to a bout. She had figured if she could take down the lithe hottie, people might start taking her seriously.

But now Victoria was second guessing every decision that had led to this. She contemplated throwing in the towel. But she wasn't sure she had the energy required. Victoria lay in the centre of the ring on her back, eyes flickering as she glanced up towards the bright lights overhead. Her breathing laboured, chest rising and falling with effort. Her tight top clinging to her sweaty torso. Victoria groaned weakly as a shadow crept over her, at least giving some relief from the brightness.

"Aww, Vicky looks like she's ready for a nap," Nina Dobrev giggled towards the ref as she stood smugly over Justice. She lifted a bare foot and placed it on top of Victoria's left breast, grinding it in a little. She looked towards the ref, wanting the pin counted, but Vicky gave her foot a shove, grunting with the exertion that even that took.

"Arrogant bit-CHAAA!" Victoria wailed as Nina stomped her rudely in the face. Victoria whimpered and grabbed at her pretty cheek, making Nina scoff. "Weak bitch..." She replied.

Nina bent and snatched a handful of Victoria's matted hair, before dragging her up to her feet with more groans from Justice. Dobrev dragged her prey along the canvas on her knees, and smacked her face against the turnbuckle once in a corner. She turned Victoria and kicked her foot flat against her tit, making Vic yelp as she flopped onto her ass, leaning against the corner, arms tiredly draped over each bottom rope, panting.

Nina danced her way to centre-ring, getting the crowd on their feet. Then she ran. Straight at Victoria. Nina leapt and landed hard on Justice, bouncing up and down in a bronco buster! The crowd roared as Nina's crotch bounced in Victoria's shocked face, over and over.

Nina stood up laughing, and dragged the red-faced Justice up once more by her hair. Victoria was pleading as Nina took them to the top rope, shaking Justice about by her long hair. "Thanks for the free win!" Nina cockily cooed in Victoria's ear right before flipping off of the turnbuckle, slamming atop Justice's slim frame on the canvas. Victoria groaned in protest as Nina hooked a leg and the referee dutifully counted.

If the landing didn't hurt Victoria's head, the noise in the stadium sure was loud enough to. Nina was still laughing even as Justice lay sighing beneath her, and her victory become official.

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Offline AlphaPrime82

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« Reply #2029 on: July 15, 2020, 01:22:57 AM »
That story was hot

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #2030 on: July 15, 2020, 07:12:39 PM »
Eliza Dushku vs Laura Vandervoort

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The brunette gave a satisfied chortle as she stood behind her opponent, her left arm drawn across the blonde's slender throat for a Rear Naked Choke.  "You put up a good fight, sweetness," Eliza said with a rasp that betrayed her exhaustion.  "But it's lights out for you now."  It had been a long and grueling struggle between the two women, as they had battled to a near stalemate.  Now, however, Dushku was preparing to finish her rival off once and for all.

Or so she thought, suddenly grasping her adversary's wrist, Vandervoort in a blur of motion spun out of the hold, and pirouetted around Eliza, until suddenly the blonde was behind the brunette, and painfully twisting the startled Dushku's left arm up behind her back.  With a sinister leer upon her gorgeous face, Laura then went for a very specific move...the Oriental Spike.  She jabbed her right hand thumb into her victim's neck, grinding it painfully into the carotid artery.  The instant agony from the move...so seemingly simple, and yet it requires great expertise to apply properly...virtually paralyzed the brunette, and she whimpered and moaned as her body shuddered from the anguish.

The blood flow restricted to her brain, Dushku rapidly began to fade, her eyes going glassy even as her lids began to flutter.  "I told you when we started you're no match for me," Vandervoort sneered into her hapless rival's ear.  "Now everyone is going to see that."  Eliza gave a whine of distress, and then her eyes shut, her taut body went limp, and she collapsed in a heap to the floor.

Their bras long since torn away earlier in the fight, the two beauties were now clad only in their lace thongs.  Laura knelt down and tugged her beaten opponent's bottoms down her legs and removed them, leaving the loser naked on the floor.  Standing up, the blonde held the captured garment with both hands above her head, claiming them as her trophy as she placed a foot triumphantly upon the heaving chest of the conquered brunette.

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« Reply #2031 on: July 15, 2020, 07:50:05 PM »
Eliza Dushku vs Laura Vandervoort
amazing job as always Jackflash Jump ;)
2 of my favorites!   :)
and finally some story with laura... ;D
I did some quick searching and the last time someone "just mentioned" her here, was almost 3 years ago :(

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« Reply #2032 on: July 17, 2020, 04:13:08 AM »
Jesus story writers stop repeating the same stories, billy Elish hiding her boobs to the world vs some one like Kyle Jenner showing them to the world must scream to everyone an absolute humiliation story? I’m here to help

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #2033 on: July 18, 2020, 07:00:43 PM »
Danica McKellar vs Jennifer Love Hewitt

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Danica lay splayed upon the floor, glassy eyes staring at the ceiling as she gave a low moan of pain and exhaustion.  Knowing she had victory within her grasp, Jennifer opted for a spectacular finish to the match.  She climbed upon a nearby loveseat, carefully balancing herself on the armrest.  She stood there for a few moments, arms raised, her sweat-dappled skin glistening in the penthouse's light, and let the vision of her be taken in by all of the elite spectators.

She then flung herself into the air, transforming her lush body into a missile of destruction as she aimed herself at her hapless target, a moment away from devastating her victim with a bodysplash.

And so she would have...if McKellar had remained where she was.  But proving that her acting talents extended to 'playing possum', Danica suddenly snapped to awareness and rolled out of the way at the last possible instant.  As a result, Hewitt bellyflopped onto the floor with a loud, agonized grunt, the impact causing her whole body to bounce before thudding to the floor again.  With a dazed groan she rolled over onto her back, her face a mask of both distress and confusion.  What had just happened?

Resisting the exhaustion that racked her body, Danica struggled up to her feet and staggered over her rival.  She then lifted her right leg and began to rain stomps onto Jennifer's body, the sole of her foot smashing again and again into her victim's belly, breasts and face, until finally the battered brunette was left semi-conscious from the ruthless battering.

For all of her reputation as the 'Girl Next Door', Hewitt is infamous as one of the cruelest, most brutal of all celebrity catfighters.  She had taken great delight in torturing her adversary throughout this match.  So it comes as no surprise that McKellar is uninterested in playing nice with her now.  A sharp kick to the side rolls the moaning Jennifer over onto her stomach, and Danica sits on her back.  She then grabs her rival hair on either side of her head, close to the roots, and pulls her up and back in a Camel Clutch.  The searing pain to her scalp snaps her out of her stupor, and waves of pain course up and down her spine.  Danica pulls her back so far, the busty victim's nipples pop out of the cups of her bra.

Arms flailing as her wails fill the room, Jennifer can resist only so long before she starts to screech, "NO MORE!  I GIVE UP!"  Danica keeps the hold on for a few seconds more before finally releasing her.  Hewitt buries her face into the thick carpet and sobs, while McKellar rises up, places a foot on her beaten foe's read end, and flexes her arms in victory.

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #2034 on: July 19, 2020, 11:25:15 AM »
I've always viewed JLH as a jobber so I have no issues with the outcome of this one.  ;)

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #2035 on: July 23, 2020, 08:29:52 AM »
Sarah Michelle Gellar vs Misaki Ito

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Revenge had been a long time coming.  The first...and until now, only...match between Sarah and Misaki had been back in 1997, when both were green rookies.  Gellar was making her first visit to Japan and was an overnight sensation, claiming victories over a string of Japanese opponents, including Ito, in what was the first defeat of the rookie puroresu star.  Sarah of course has since gone on to become one of the true living legends of the HWA, while Misaki, if not quite as accomplished in her homeland, is still regarded as one of the top heels in all of Asia.

For more than twenty years, Ito had been anxious to get a rematch with the gaijin and avenge her loss.  And tonight, at long last, before a capacity crowd at the Osaka Arena, she has her chance.

But it had not proven as easy as she perhaps had hoped.  It was a brutal match, with the two grapplers battling to a virtual standstill throughout much of it.  For the last few minutes however, Gellar had launched a late offensive, and was in command of the fight. 

But Misaki had well earned her reputation as a rulebreaker.  The first opportunity she had, she reached into her boot and extracted a small plastic bag, deftly emptying the contents into her hand, all out of sight of the referee.  A moment later, she threw those contents into the face of her rival, and a powdery white cloud enveloped the startled Sarah's face; the finely ground salt blinded the blonde, and just like that her offensive came crashing to a halt as she staggered about, groping blindly for the safety of the ropes.

But there would be no safety for the American, as Ito unleashed a maelstrom of devastation upon her, as a deafening chorus of boos cascaded down upon her from the thousands-strong crowd of spectators.  But she couldn't care less about what the idiot fans thought...all that matters is victory.  And now at last, she has it in her grasp.  Lifting her battered opponent up across her shoulders for a Backbreaker Rack, she gives a cruel half-smile as she hears the wails of pain from Gellar; it's a spectacular sight, as their lithe sweat-drenched bodies glisten under the stadium lights.  The blonde writhes in pure anguish, her spine bent agonizingly, until finally she starts to shriek, "I GIVE UP!  I GIVE UP!"...and then, she employs those Japanese words she had learned, but hoped she'd never have to use:  "TEISHUTSU SURU!!!" And with her submission comes the end of the match...but not the end of Misaki's vengeance.

Instead of releasing her now beaten foe, Ito instead executes a savage 'Burning Hammer' Inverted Death Valley Driver, throwing herself to her left and spiking the crown of Sarah's skull into the mat with a Piledriver.  Her body gone instantly limp, the blonde puddles to the canvas, unconscious.

As the referee raises her arm in victory and the booing washes ever-louder over her, Misaki smirks as she watches her vanquished rival carried out of the ring on a stretcher, utterly defeated.

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« Reply #2036 on: July 24, 2020, 03:19:23 AM »
LONG time reader of this thread, first time commenter. jackflash jump, you are a legend but this might be my new favorite from you. incredible.

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« Reply #2037 on: July 24, 2020, 08:21:07 PM »
LONG time reader of this thread, first time commenter. jackflash jump, you are a legend but this might be my new favorite from you. incredible.

I'm just happy that you and others seem to enjoy it, my friend.   :)

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« Reply #2038 on: July 26, 2020, 01:33:44 AM »
The Slayers (Sarah Michelle Gellar & Eliza Dushku) vs The Supremes (Kristin Kreuk & Laura Vandervoort)


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As the tag match passed the thirty minute mark, tempers had flared past the breaking for.  And while Eliza and Laura were not the legal wrestlers of the moment, that wasn't stopping them from brawling outside of the ring.  The two battlers hammered away at one another with haymaker punches, each blow sending a spray of perspiration from the target as her head snapped violently to the side.  Suddenly, Dushku switched tactics; she grasped her rival by the wrist, grabbed a handful of Vandervoort's tangled flaxen mane, and aimed her toward the steel ring steps.

But at the last moment, the blonde managed to reverse the whip, and thus is was Eliza who was sent crashing into the heavy metal steps, leaving her dazed and splayed upon the arena floor, and ripe for destruction.

It was just then that Laura took just the barest moment to glance over her shoulder and look to the ring, to see how her partner was doing.  Unfortunately, she wasn't doing very well.  Sarah had just delivered a Superkick to Kristin's jaw, causing the sultry brunette to stagger back a few steps.  She managed to remain upright, but the glassy condition of her eyes made it clear that she was teetering on the edge at the moment.  Looking to finish her adversary off once and for all, Gellar suddenly dashed directly toward Vandervoort; she then threw herself bodily into the robes, using the cables to ricochet off and build up momentum for her signature Guillotine Clothesline, which was guaranteed to take Kruek off of her feet and set her up for an easy three count.

Laura took just an instant to assess the situation.  The referee had his back turned to her, so he didn't see the blonde reach an arm into the ring under the ropes.  Sarah bounded off of the ropes and took one step in the direction of Kristin...but then felt a hand grasping her boot, causing her to fall.  Gellar slammed face-first to the canvas with all of the propulsion she had just built up.  She moaned as she slowly rolled over onto her back, her features twisted into a mask of pain and confusion.

It's at this moment that Kreuk snaps out of her stupor.  Realizing her opportunity, she heads to a corner and begins to scale the turnbuckles, until she is finally able to balance herself upon the top ropes.  Knowing full well what her partner has in mind, Vandervoort grabs the still badly-dazed Dushku by the hair and pulls her up to her knees, then holds her head so that she's facing the ring, and she is made to witness what is about to happen.

Gellar, still stunned, struggles back up to her feet and, still not quite having her bearings, reels toward the center of the ring.  It is then that Kristin leaps into the air to deliver a Dragonrama; her body does a complete flip and she lands with her thighs on her opponent's shoulders as she faces her; Kreuk instantly clamps her thighs tight around Sarah's head and uses her momentum to suddenly flip herself backward, lifting Gellar off of her feet and flipping her whole body completely over, sending her landing to the mat on her back, with the brunette sitting atop her chest with a Schoolgirl Pin!

The referee counts the 1...2...3 and calls for the bell.  Laura, having released Eliza and letting her puddle back to the floor, scampers into the ring.  Gellar remains starfished on the canvas, glazed eyes uncomprehending what has happened.  The official raises an arm of each of the victorious wrestlers as the announcer's voice comes through the arena speakers:  "YOUR WINNERS, AND NEW HWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...THE SUPREMES!"  Ten pounds of leather and gold are strapped around the waists of both women, as a cascade of mixed cheers and boos rain down upon them.

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« Reply #2039 on: July 30, 2020, 09:12:12 PM »
Flashback 2006:  Ashley Tisdale vs Michelle Trachtenberg

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Got to get away!

That's the only thought that fills the clouded brain of the brunette, as she crawls on all fours across the mansion's floor, desperate to put distance between herself and her adversary and buy the time she needs to gather her wits.  Just need a few seconds...then I'll beat her ass!

Her thoughts still muddled, Michelle isn't entirely sure what had happened.  After a long an grueling struggle, she had taken control of the match, and had Ashley reeling toward certain defeat.  But then the brunette recalls the explosive burst of pain to her groin from the blonde's sudden kneelift.  And then came the kick to the doubled-over Trachtenberg's face, which sent her collapsing to the carpet in a pained daze.

But suddenly her forward motion is halted.  She feels a hand grasp her bikini bottoms and yank them backward.  "And where do you think you're going?" a voice sneers.  Michelle struggles to continue crawling, but to no avail, as her bottoms are stretched back in a sort of 'Coppertone moment', exposing her rear end to the grateful spectators.

Kneeling behind her rival, the smirking Tisdale grabs Trachtenberg by her dark, tangled hair, yanks her head back, and then slams her face down into the floor, further stunning her.  She then repositions herself on one knee, draping the body of her opponent over her bent leg, and with Michelle's bottoms still tugged below her bare butt, the devilish blonde begins to administer a blistering spanking, her palm cracking sharply against the bare skin.  Michelle shrieks and sobs as the alabaster flesh of her derriere turns brighter shades of red, and her tears streak black eyeliner down her face.  The painful stinging slaps rob the brunette of her last vestiges of strength, until at last Tisdale ceases, and shoves her victim off of her knee to the floor like a rag doll.

Michelle lays there, teary eyes staring at the ceiling, as the blonde straddles her abdomen, her back to her opponent's head.  "We've just seen the only thing your ass is good for," Ashley taunts her battered rival.  "Now you get to see what mine can do!"  And with that, she settles her rear end down over Trachtenberg's face, the brunette's panicked cries muffled as she is suffocated.  Michelle's body squirms beneath her tormentor, her movements growing more sluggish with every passing moment, until at last she ceases to move altogether.

Her victory earned at last, the smirking Ashley climbs off of her beaten rival, and proceeds to strip her of her bikini.  Claiming the garments as her trophy, the triumphant blonde rises up, holds them up over her head, and with a laugh plants a foot on the heaving chest of the conquered brunette.

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