[Susanoom]

The scene in the film where these two girls faced off was beautiful but it should have been different, very different.
"The throwing of swords?" the brunette said
"Maybe we should fight with less... sharp swords," the blonde replied, sticking out her tongue.
The two girls would approach, joining their mouths in what would have been a duel to the last kiss. Jenna and Emily knew about the script, but soon realized that the duel had become real... and neither of them wanted to lose.
They exchanged provocative bites on the opposing lips, while their tongues danced in their mouths or dueled outside their lips, imitating the kiss between the two protagonists in the first chapter. But apparently, the director had been right, and Jenna felt pushed back until she admitted defeat.
No one would ever realize that duel was really real, but it was chosen to adopt something... less intense for the film.

[AaronL]

Kat Dennings vs Olivia Taylor Dudley



Everyone knows Kat Dennings. Her cleavage is the envy of nearly every woman in Hollywood.

Well below the national conscience, Olivia Taylor Dudley had become quite the jerk off material herself. Blonde and blue with tits that seemed to assault anything she encased them in.

The challenge was simple. Two short, curvy, women with titanic chests meet together and find out whose are better. Kat was confident. She had battled back and forth with the likes of Christina Hendricks over the years, with only the best of chests having a chance against hers. She had seen the blonde in a few things, especially being impressed with what her sweater cows did to the costumes she wore on Magicians. She knew the other woman was stacked, but figured she'd wear the big tits down and enjoy herself a bit with a new conquest.

The fight started simply, with both women stripping down and bringing their soft yet dense tit meat together. There were no violent slaps or punches with the breasts, just the four pancaked together as they fought to bore through the opposition and leave no doubt about who was the better chested actress. The fight had lasted quite a while, but had not been particularly close. It was no more than 10 minutes into the proceedings that both competitors realized the advantage. Even so, neither backed off their efforts as the one with the advantage had no interest in losing it and the one who was beginning to lose simply hoping her tits would make a comeback and at least even the playing field. Instead, one pair gradually yet consistently ground the firmness out of the other.

The final moments were almost anti-climatic. The winning fighter had bullied her adversary back into the corner of the hotel room that served as their battlefield. She was enjoying leaning in as her reddened and softened breasts broke down what was left of the even more mangled pair. Finally, the last bit of resistance left the flesh of the chest she was grinding into, a smile crossing her face as the loser wept quietly.

"Sorry Kat, it looks like my tits really are magic. They made your little kittens disappear. Try me again anytime."


 

[Jackflash Jump]

Submission Match:  Ariana Grande vs Sarah Michelle Gellar




Sarah Michelle Gellar has been the Hollywood Wrestling Alliance's undisputed Queen of Submissions for 20 years.  However, Ariana Grande has decided it's time for a new Queen, and that it deserves to be her, and she has been training specifically to beat the veteran. 

The rules of their pay-pre-view main event match were simple:  No time limit, no pins or countouts, submission only.

And it quickly proved to be a contender for 'Match of the Year', as the two beauties subjected one another to a master class of agonizing submission holds.  Yet, Gellar and Grande endured the anguish, even as exhaustion drained them of all but their last dregs of power.  Ariana, a full decade-and-a-half younger than her opponent, demonstrated both greater speed and vaster endurance.  But veteran Sarah's experience and edge in raw strength countered her adversary's assets.

Indeed, for the past few minutes, Gellar had held command of the match, and seemed on the verge of making a bid for victory.  An Atomic Elbow to Grande's forehead left the younger woman stunned and swaying on her feet.  Dashing to the ropes, Sarah bounded off of them, building up momentum for the Clothesline she was aiming at her rival.  But, stunned though she was, Ariana was not so disoriented that she couldn't react to the coming blow.  Still feeling too sluggish to move out of the way in time, she instead grasped the arm of the nearby referee and, with a yank, flung him in front of her.  The equally startled zebra and Gellar smacked their heads together, sending them both to the canvas, badly stunned.

Moving with all of the haste she could muster, Grande pulled the glassy-eyed Gellar up to her feet by her hair, and went for her signature submission, the 'Grande Finale' Octopus Hold.



Her body twisted in agony, Sarah is shocked from her stupor.  She squirms in the embrace, but to no effect.  Grunting, her body drenched in sweat, her whimpers turn to a whine and tears well in her eyes.  After nearly two full minutes of unrelenting, inescapable agony, Gellar begins to frantically tap her left hand to her tormentor's calf.  A loud screech of shock and despair erupts from the crowd as the veteran appears to admit defeat.  Joyously, Ariana rasps, "She's tapping!  Ring the bell, ref!  She's tapping!"

But there was no bell.  Turning her head, Ariana sees the still-dazed referee struggling to get up from his hands and knees.  Furious...and apparently forgetting her own prime role in reducing the official to this state...she releases her hold and goes over to him to shake him back to his senses.  With a gasp of relief, Gellar sinks to her knees, head hung low and long blonde hair hiding her shame-filled face.  But then it occurs to her...as the match is still going on, she has a chance to redeem herself.

His wits collected at last, the referee calls for the match to continue.  Grande, expecting her opponent to be ripe for another Octopus Hold, is shocked as she turns around...and is met with a senses-rattling slap across her face!  An instant later, the brunette finds herself lock into a Cobra Clutch by the blonde.  And now it's Ariana's turn to suffer. "No!  She tapped!  I won!" she squeals, but the referee reminds her that he never saw that.  To her credit, Grande endures the anguish for several minutes, far longer than any other opponent had ever withstood it in the past.  But she was no more successful at reversing and escaping it than Sarah had been in the previous hold.

Finally, unable to withstand the pain any longer, Ariana began to slap her hand at the mat; when the hold wasn't released instantly, she shrieked, "I give up!  Let me go...I GIVE UP!!!"

Releasing the clutch, Gellar stood up and let the ref raise her arm in victory.  But the blonde knew it was only a lucky break that had spared her from defeat.  As Ariana glares up at her, Sarah says, "Anytime you want a rematch, you've got it.  You earned it."

Grande snarls, back, "And next time, I'll end your career, old woman!"

[boobytrap]

Great story! Love Sarah getting a win for once!

[Susanoom]

Kate Upton vs Krystal Forscutt

"Can you understand that, bitch? This is the feeling of your tits being banged by mine"
Kate grabbed Krystal and squeezed her tight. Their noses touched and their breasts banged hard. But now it was clear that the brunette's breasts were being squeezed by Kate's stronger breasts, which barely changed shape. Krystal put her hands forward, trying to push her rival back, but the blonde held her tight around the waist. Bringing her melons over Krystal's, Kate dropped them. Kate's breasts covered Krystal's poor tits, swallowing them as their breasts clashed.
"I give! Please... I give!" sobbed Krystal defeated.
Kate pulled back, parting her breasts. The blonde's breasts lifted high and proud, while the brunette's sank considerably.
"Now you know why I'm the best, you arrogant whore!" Kate said aligning her nipples with Krystal's and pushing them back into the flesh.
The brunette began to cry, slumped to the floor, grabbing her breast as Kate left the room, haughty as ever, convinced that no one could steal her crown.

[Jackflash Jump]

HWA:  Kaley Cuoco vs Alina Sandratskaya



The Hollywood Wrestling Alliance had seen an invasion of foreign talent of late, as execs began importing talent from around the world.  A key acquisition was Alina Sandratskaya, the "Russian Assassin", who signed on only after she secured a match against former HWA Champion Kaley Cuoco as her debut in the federation.  Asked by reporters why as she arrived at New York's Kennedy airport from Moscow, she sneered, "Because I want to face America's best, in order to prove that she is no match for me."

And that appeared to be no idle boast, as the two blondes battled one another for more than forty minutes in their PPV match, Alina proving every bit as skilled and determined as Kaley.  For Cuoco, victory tonight was essential, as it was the fastest way to get a rematch with the current HWA Champ, Margot Robie, and to regain the belt she had lost to the Australian.  If that meant she had to go through this Russian bitch, then Kaley intended to do just that.

But Sandratskaya would not prove to be easy prey.  Still, things look up for Cuoco as she Irish whipped her adversary into the corner, with the dazed Russian slumping against the turnbuckles, her arms draped over the top ropes on either side of her.  Kaley rushed toward her, intending to wipe her out with a body splash and set her up for the pin.  But as she neared her target, Alina suddenly raised her right leg up in a blur of motion, and Cuoco's face ate the sole of her opponent's boot!

Stunned, the glassy-eyed American staggered back, shaking her head to try and clear the sudden fog.  Meanwhile, scaled up the ropes and stood on the middle strands, then leapt into the air.  She pressed her knees to Kaley's chest even as she wrapped her hands behind her rival's head, pulling her down to the mat for a Lung Blower.  Her own C cups sledgehammering against her lungs from the impact, Kaley rolled onto her back, gasping frantically for breath.

Rising up, Sandratskaya grabs the blonde by her golden hair and pulls her up to her feet.  But Kaley doesn't stay upright for long, as first the Russian tucks her opponent's head between her thighs and wraps her arms around her waist, and then Aline lifts Cuoco up until she's upside down and vertical.  An instant later, a sitdown piledriver finishes off the hapless American, as her unconscious body flops to the canvas like a ragdoll.  Sandratskaya rolls her over onto her back, stand up, and contemptuously placed a boot on the heaving chest of her devastated opponent, commanding the referee to make it a ten count, just to humiliate Kaley.

Looking directly into the television camera lens, the victorious beauty with the icy eyes hisses, "Margot Robie, you are next!  I am taking the HWA belt back home to Mother Russia!"

[snw]

That was an awesome story. Love it when the bad girls win. Especially hot ones like this.

[Jackflash Jump]

FLASHBACK 1963: Annette Funicello vs Linda Harrison



Linda deftly turned herself around, out of the field of view of the referee, as she cranked up the pressure on the side headlock.  Annette's hands were clutching at the arm wrapped tight around her neck, when suddenly she let out a piercing shriek, courtesy of the knuckle that her opponent was viciously grinding into her eye.

Suddenly Harrison shifted tactics, releasing her headlock, grasping her opponent by the wrist, and Irish whipping her to the ropes; as Funicello rebounded off of them, she ran straight into a back bodydrop.  Flipped up and over, she landed hard to the mat, her back arching from the sharp pain to her spine.

Wasting no time, Linda landed a legdrop across Annette's chest, then quickly threw herself atop her adversary's torso for the pin.
"One...two...thNOOOO!"  At the last instant, Funicello managed to kick out, but Linda was unperturbed.  Standing up, she suddenly dropped down again, this time drilling her knee into her victim's forehead, leaving Annette dazed and groaning.

Watching the match in the lockerroom on a portable TV, Sandra Dee smiled.  Her left hand rubbed across the HWA Intercontinental title belt draped across her lap...the belt that was now hers, thanks to defeating Funicello for it two weeks earlier.  But that had neem a narrow win, achieved only through a blatant bit of rulebreaking, and the blonde was not anxious to face her rival again quite so soon.  But as the former Champ, Annette would get Dee's first title defense...UNLESS something took Funicello out as the Number One Contender.  Something like losing this match tonight.

Thus far, Linda had proven to be worth every effort Sandra made to bring her up from the Mid-South territory to the national organization.  She had heard just how successful the rookie was, and she was banking on Harrison to put an 'L' in Funicello's ledger book tonight, thus sparing the new Champion from having to grant her a return match anytime soon.

Her only regret was that she didn't promise the newcomer a bonus if she took Annette completely out of the running due to a severe injury.  Oh well, she muses...maybe the kid will be imaginative and figure that out for herself.

Back in the ring, Harrison was basking in her moment of glory.  At her feet was one of the biggest stars of the Hollywood Wrestling Alliance, ripe for the plucking.  And the entire spectacle was being viewed not only by a packed arena, but carried out from coast to coast on network television.  Linda came into this match a virtual nobody, and she was going to exit this ring as the HWA's newest superstar.  The thought brought a smug smile to her lips.
First however, she had to finish off her opponent.  Grabbing Funicello by the hair, she hauled her up to her feet, while she tried to decide what move to end this match with.  But while she was pondering, Annette, despite her groggy state, was calculating.  In a sudden blur of motion, she wrapped her arms around Linda's head and sat down to the mat hard, pulling her adversary down with her, and administering a Stunner that accomplished just that...Linda was left splayed on the canvas, glassy eyed and moaning.

Moving swiftly, Annette went for a Byers Bridge, doubling Harrison over in a matchbook pin, and holding her down for the three count!

Back in the locker room, Sandra kicked the TV from the stand to the floor, releasing a string of invectives that would have made a merchant marine blush.  In the span of mere moments, she went from not having to worry about the threat of the brunette for at least a few months to now most certainly having to defend her belt against her just seven days later.

And back in the ring, Linda sat up, shook her head, and wondered just what the hell happened to her rocket ride to superstardom, as the ref raised Annette's arm in victory.  The victorious brunette looked over her shoulder at her beaten foe and said, "When you crawl back to the locker room, tell Sandra I'll be taking my belt back from her soon enough."


Kat Dennings vs Courtney Stodden



"Jug her out!  Jug her out!"  The spectators took up the chant, although at least half were urging one girl on, and the other half her opponent.

Kat and Courtney rolled back and forth across the penthouse floor, snarling and hissing like jungle cats, their DDs mashed together.  Both had sworn to smother the other out with her "jugs", and now it would only be a matter of who could put the other on her back long enough.

That question finally seemed to be answered when Courtney managed  to get on top of Kat and stay there.  Pinning her adversary down, the blonde wriggled her curvaceous body up enough so that she could drop her breasts down over the sweaty face of her victim.  Dennings let out a muffled scream of defiance, but it appeared as if that was all she could do.

But several seconds later, the brunette proved she wasn't finished yet.  Arching her body up, she suddenly threw herself to her left, pushing Stodden off of her and breaking the smother hold.  Scrambling atop the blonde, now it was Kat's turn to press Courtney's wrists to the carpet and let her bare breasts envelope the face of the blonde.

Stodden thrashed beneath her oppressor, trying to duplicate her bridge move, but to no avail.  Her movements swiftly began to grow sluggish, until finally she ceased moving altogether.  Dennings kept her opponent's face nestled between her bosom a bit longer, just to be sure, and then she sat up.  Courtney was utterly unconscious, and Kat was triumphant.

[GrayHairedWarriors]

FANTASTIC!  After all these years someone understands, someone finally gets it.....Annette Funicello CAN fight!

[snw]

I was actually going for Courtney over Kat. I would  say she’d go over the top to prove her body was better than her opponent’s if she ever got the upper hand in a fight.

[Jackflash Jump]

FANTASTIC!  After all these years someone understands, someone finally gets it.....Annette Funicello CAN fight!

Annette was a feisty Italian girl who grew up with rough 'n tumble brothers, and she was determined to be a success.  Hell yes she could fight!   

[Jackflash Jump]

I was actually going for Courtney over Kat. I would  say she’d go over the top to prove her body was better than her opponent’s if she ever got the upper hand in a fight.

What I was going for was to demonstrate the power of strategy and skill over sheer strength or voluptuousness.  Courtney doesn't strike me as a strategic mastermind, and Kat simply out-witted her.   

[AaronL]

Kate Upton vs Diora Baird



Kate was younger, taller, thicker, and actually trained to fight. She was also outmatched in the chest and completely taken aback when the older woman started a sexual attack. Diora had been married before, but finally figured herself out and was now in a committed relationship with another woman. It took a while to put the pieces together, but she finally figured out that she not only matched up well with some of the bustiest actresses out there, but her orientation and experience allowed her to quickly assess the best way to distract an opponent and then pounce.

Kate found herself staring at the lights above the ring as her opponent pinned her body to body. The blonde's famous tits being pancaked by the larger pair on top of them, her hips rhythmically humping back in response to the invading puss of the older actress. Diora had laughed when the younger woman accepted a first to cum sexfight, and now she was enjoying the spoils of her domination. The famed Kate Upton had been no match for her, and now the blonde was underneath the brunette as she tormented the busty superstar and then whispered her demands.

"Beg me."

"Please make me cum, please."

"Only if you come back to my dressing room and worship my body until I say it's over."

"Anything, just please let me cum."

The audience, many still expecting their champion to fight her way out of the predicament, was roused from their intense quiet as they roared in response to Kate clearly having an orgasm. They gasped when the brunette grabbed the blonde by the hair and dragged her out of the ring as Kate clearly adopted a submissive role to Diora Baird on the way backstage.

[snw]

I was actually going for Courtney over Kat. I would  say she’d go over the top to prove her body was better than her opponent’s if she ever got the upper hand in a fight.

What I was going for was to demonstrate the power of strategy and skill over sheer strength or voluptuousness.  Courtney doesn't strike me as a strategic mastermind, and Kat simply out-witted her.   

I have to agree with the mastermind assessment. I was considering the the first two you mentioned. Also that Courtney seems to have little issue with doing whatever it takes to accomplish her goal. Still very much enjoyed the story. When I saw Courtney in this match up it made me wonder why I hadn’t seen more of her here. She certainly seems like she’d be a favorite with all the attributes she brings. Very good choice for this category indeed.

[Jackflash Jump]

Halloween Havoc: Hayden Panettiere vs Vanessa Hudgens



The highlight of tonight's Halloween festivities was a match between these arch-rivals.  In the spirit of the season, Hayden was garbed as Daisy Duke, while Vanessa came as an exotic belly dancer.  Of course, their costumes were quickly reduced to tatters as they tore into each other, their seething hatred for one another as fiery as ever.

After a long a grueling struggle, the two now topless beauties were pushed to their limits of endurance and beyond.  It had largely been a stalemate thus far, but the tide suddenly turned in the favor of the blonde as Panettiere managed to catch her rival with a sharp backhand slap to the face, the impact causing Hudgens to turn and stagger away.  Slipping up behind her adversary, Hayden reached her hands under Vanessa's arms and around to the front of the brunette's torso, and then her fingers pinched and twisted her victim's nipples.

A cruel smile on her face as she gave a sinister chuckle, the blonde mauled her nemesis as Hudgens shrieked and whined, the terrific pain draining her of her remaining strength as her legs trembled and she appeared ready to sink to her knees.  But suddenly, almost spasmodically, she snapped her head backward, the back of her skull slamming squarely between her tormentor's eyes.

Suddenly glassy-eyed, Hayden released her handholds and reeled backward on unsteady legs.  Vanessa looked as if she was ready to collapse to the floor herself, but instead she managed to draw upon her last dregs of power.  Whirling around, she limped over to her opponent, and not it was her turn to get behind Panettiere.  Perhaps for a moment she considered returning the "favor" of torturing her nipples, but instead took note of the waistband of her rival's thong poking out above the top of her daringly cut denim shorts.  Grabbing the elastic band, Vanessa yanked it up with all of her might, as Hayden's glazed eyes suddenly went wide with pain and panic.

Panettiere let out an ear-piercing scream as her own panties cut up agonizingly into her womanhood.  Now it was the brunette's turn to smile as a wry half-smirk came to her lips, and she hissed into her victim's ear, "Guess you won't be turning any two dollar tricks at the truck stop later tonight, whore!"  She continued to full the garment, until there was the sudden sound of fabric tearing, and it was ripped way from the blonde's body.  A teary-eyed Hayden sank to her knees with a sign of relief...but her salvation was short-lived.

Still holding the now torn panties in her hands, Hudgens wrapped it around Panettiere's throat to strangle her.  The blonde's fingers clutched frantically at the makeshift garrote, but to no avail.  Her face reddened and her eyes soon rolled up as her body went limp.  Vanessa released the choke and let her foe flop face-first to the plush carpet.  Using her foot, she pushed the semi-conscious blonde onto her back, and placed that foot on her fallen adversary's heaving chest as Hudgens wearily raised her right fist, still clutching the panties, in a sign of victory.

Happy Halloween everyone!