Abigail Breslin & Chloe Moretz vs Ariel Winter & Bindi Irwin
Ariel and Bindi, their eyes glazed, were made to stand back to back with each other. Abigail stood before Winter, while her partner Chloe stood in front of Irwin, and the blondes held each other's hands. They then began to simultaneously slam their bodies again and again into those of their opponents, as the dazed brunettes are battered by the poundings.
Bindi, newly turned 18, was making her celebrity fighting debut by teaming with Ariel in this tag team catfight. But they had not anticipated how effectively Breslin and Moretz would work together, ceaselessly double-teaming the brunettes and overwhelming them with underhanded tactics. Now, their breasts smashed again and again, leaving them panting for air, Winter and Irwin could no longer stay upright, and their sweat-soaked bodies crumpled to the carpeted floor.
With cobra smiles, their rivals went in for the kill, subjecting the blondes to breast smothers. Before she began, Abigail contemptuously slapped at Bindi's face until she groggily came out of her stupor. "I want you to be alert enough to know what's happening, bitch. You're about to go down under!" With a cruel cackle, the American then pressed her bountiful bosom down upon the face of the embattled Aussie. The muffled moans and protests of both Bindi and Ariel were the most resistance the brunettes could muster, and soon enough they fell silent as each was driven into inky unconsciousness.
Adding insult to injury, Abigail and Chloe then tore off the bikini halters of their fallen foes and used them to hogtie their wrists and ankles behind them. Claiming winners' prerogative, the blondes then demanded that their beaten rivals be left there on the floor, tied up and helpless, for the remainder of the evening, while the victorious Moretz and Breslin mingled among the elite crowd, basking in praise of their triumph, which the sobbing Ariel and Bindi where humiliatingly forced to endure.
Abigail Breslin vs Bindi Irwin
Humiliated by her debut loss, Bindi demanded a solo match against Abigail, to be held just days later. Entering the spacious living room of the mansion, the Australian was taken aback by the sight of her opponent wearing a leopard skin bikini. "I've decided I'm the new Queen of the Jungle," Breslin says with a smirk, taunting her opponent for her nickname back home as "the Jungle Girl". If anything, the insult fired up the brunette even more for the match to come.
And it was a titanic battle. If Breslin thought her tyro opponent would be easy pickings, she was quickly shown otherwise. "Not so tough when you don't have someone to help you cheat, are you?" Irwin hissed. Abigail unleashed every dirty move she could think of, but Bindi was relentless, absorbing the pain and dishing it out tenfold on her American rival.
Finally, Bindi wrapped her arms around Abigail from behind, lifted her into the air, and brought her crashing down again, with Breslin's groin slamming into the brunette's outstretched knee. The blonde let out a piercing wail of anguish as she flopped forward onto the carpet, hands clutching her womanhood as her watery eyes were wide with pain. Shoving Abigail over, Bindi pinned her wrists to the floor and lowered her chest down, until Breslin's face was nestled deep between the Aussie's breasts. The mewling blonde squirmed helplessly, unable to break free, until at last she was knocked out.
Returning tit for tat, Bindi removed her beaten adversary's bikini top, but instead of tying Abigail up with it, she said with a deceptively sweet smile, "I think I'll just keep this as my prize." And so Breslin lay there, bare chest heaving as she slowly climbed out of the pit of slumber, and into the harsh light of realizing she had been conquered.
