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Scarlett Johansson
Age: 33
Height: 5'4
Weight: 125 lbs
Bust: 32DD
Hometown: Manhattan, New York City, New York
Megan Fox
Age: 31
Height: 5'4
Weight: 115 lbs
Bust: 32B
Hometown: Oak Ridge, Tennessee
Scarlett Johansson (62%) defeats Megan Fox (38%)"The sultry blonde was operating meticulously, seemingly re-energized by every throaty cry and moan of her raven-haired opponent. A slow starter, but she'd more than made up for it with an unstoppable snowball of momentum. Scarlett pressed the bare-assed Foxy into the corner turnbuckle, her bottoms long gone thanks to a flick of Scarlett's wrist that sent them slingshotting into the crowd, savoring the mouthwatering view as she split Megan's legs and draped each of her bronzed thighs over opposing middle ropes. Strung up and helpless to retaliate, Megan pleadingly extended an unsteady hand and mewled for mercy, her other palm cupping her vulnerable, spread mound. Through the crooks in her fingers however, the thin landing strip shaven just above Megan's bare cxnt was still peeking through, acting as a perfect mark for the retreating Scarlett.
With a furious cry Scarlett crow-hopped forward and slung her foot between Megan's spread legs, an explosion of flesh-on-flesh erupting as Fox let out a horrified squeal. The tatted brunette melted to the canvas face first, folding over at the waist as her lithe frame unraveled from between her rubber shackles. Megan coughed and sputtered as her uncontrollable twisting and writhing brought her to her backside, peeling her eyes open to see an even more devastating sight; Scarlett's milky orbs closing in over her pained face.
The blonde willingly shimmied out of her cherry red sports bra, allowing her heaving bosom to spill free before dropping to her knees at Megan's shoulders. With an indelible smile and before Fox could even open her mouth to squeal, the blonde's DD's completely engulfed Megan's head. Johansson's fleshy pair mushroomed against the brunette's bucking form, her yelps and shouts almost inaudible through the blonde's chest. Scarlett was merciless, cradling the back of Megan's skull and sucking her even further between her cleavage in an unbreakable reverse breast smother. Megan's legs pumped desperately against the mat, fingers tangling in silky blonde locks but never challenging Scarlett's resolve. Foxy finally began to slow after a few breathless moments in Scarlett's iron-clad breast smother; her concerted efforts to squirm free slowly growing more and more uncoordinated before stopping altogether as her four limbs fell limp in unison. As Megan began to twitch and spasm into unconsciousness, Scarlett finally found it fit to raise off her lifeless foe, revealing the sweat-soaked features of the beaten brunette. As the elongated 3-count rang out, Scarlett sensually slithered over Fox, delicately brushing her fingers up and down Megan's laboriously-rising abdomen, grazing over her naval before tracing her bare cxnt. Without so much as a word of celebration, Scarlett bent down and laid a gentle kiss on Megan's forehead before raising both arms in victory."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Michelle Trachtenberg
Age: 32
Height: 5'7
Weight: 125 lbs
Bust: 32B
Hometown: New York City, New York
Keira Knightley
Age: 32
Height: 5'7
Weight: 115 lbs
Bust: 32A
Hometown: Teddington, London, UK
Michelle Trachtenberg (60%) defeats Keira Knightley (40%)"The entire ring was still violently quaking as the battered Brit lie face down on the mat, arms awkwardly folded up beneath her slight frame, the only hint of movement being the jiggle of her plump derri?re twitching in unison with the springy canvas. Michelle exhaustedly picked herself up from alongside Knightley with a noticeable grimace, struggling much more to put away the wiry brunette even after landing a brutal DDT that nearly spiked the Brit's skull through the canvas.
With a sluggish shove, Michelle sloshed the staggered Knightley to her back, her limbs flopping spread eagle with a gutteral groan as she rolled over. The brunette's fluttering eyes were met with a disgruntled scoff from Michelle, knowing she had to dig even deeper to finish this even if the last few moments had been one-sided. Michelle knelt over an already stark nude Knightley on her haunches, dismissively planting a stabilizing hand on one of the brunette's diminutive breasts as if she knew Knightley's chances in this fight were behind her.
Once she caught her breath, Michelle slung one of her toned legs over Keira's fragile frame, straddling the motionless Brit as she blankly stared up into the rafters. With verbose encouragement from those looking on, Michelle sat back and eclipsed Keira's expressionless face with her bubbly ass, wiggling and grinding her backside over the Brit's nose and mouth as Keira suddenly sprang back to life. The desperate revival was short-lived however, as the brunette's token resistance was quickly quelled and snuffed out by Michelle's fleshy reverse schoolgirl face-sit. Michelle could hardly be bothered with the Brit's squirming, cupping each of Keira's pert breasts and riding out the frenzied bucking until she sputtered to a stop. Michelle gave her pommel horse one last sensual grind of her hips before sliding off the unconscious Brit, scooping up her loose top and bottoms off the canvas before adding them to Swift's in her trophy case."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Michelle Trachtenberg (60%) defeats Keira Knightley (40%)"Keira must have thought she was entering a beauty contest not a wrestling match,the English rose was adorned with earrings and jewellery,as catcalls greeted her ring walk by the mainly American audience,her 32A breasts spilling out of her tight black dress her dark brown hair hung loosely,"WHERE'S THIS YANKEE BITCH WHO'S ASS I'M GONNA KICK TONIGHT" yelled the Brit entering the ring,this outburst brought more booing from the home fans"i'm right here you limey tart" and Michelle emerged from the crowd in sexy lingerie her blue eyes staring intently at Keira"this is my turf KeiK and your pathetic Brit ass will be getting spanked tonight" the crowd roared at this and Michelle entered the ring "come on then" she challenged Keira to a test of strength with a fingerlock,Keira was reluctant to engage given Michelle's weight advantage,but couldn't be seen to refuse so finally raised her arms,despite Keira's frantic efforts Michelle easily pushed the Briton backwards and then slowly down towards the ring floor,realising she was outgunned Keira tried to dis-engage but Michelle had too firm a grip on her wrists which were being bent painfully "never mind Beckham" joked the New Yorker "bend it like Mich" finally Keira managed to escape this hold,but her respite was short as Mich resorted to old-school tactics and yanked Keira by her hair dragging her towards the ropes,Keira's mammeries were bouncing out of her tight outfit,giving the devilish Michelle an idea she placed Keira's tits on the middle rope and proceeded to run the full length of the ring rubbing Keira's breasts against the tough material "AAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHH" screeched Keira her tits starting to bleed from this punishment,the crowd roared their approval "ENCORE,ENCORE,ENCORE" they urged "got to please my audience K" and a smirking Michelle repeated the move,by the time she had finished Kiera was a sobbing wreck her dress had ripped her tits were bleeding heavily and her manicured brown mane was tangled and sweating "HAD ENOUGH BITCH"demanded Mich,Keira was too breathless too answer "YOU WANT MORE BITCH OK!" Michelle eyed her stricken foe who was sobbing seated in the ring holding her throbbing tits,"hum" mused the American "that pretty face of yours could do with a makeover" and she nailed the Brit with three haymakers,Keira could do nothing but sink to the canvas prone,somehow she was still conscious but her pretty features were no more,she sported a busted lip and her dark brown eyes were swelling,"time for a finale" Michelle clapped to the crowd and they responded eagerly "now you pathetic Brit let me show you some real tits",and Michelle unhooked her lingerie revealing her 32B bust which she proceeded to plant on Keira's sobbing face easily smothering the wimpering Briton with her breasts,Keira briefly resisted attempting to kick her legs but Michelle was much too strong and soon Keira was in dreamland,Michelle couldn't leave without stripping the tattered remains of Keira's dress and throwing the garment into the raucous audience "USA!USA!USA!" they chorused as Michelle posed for her victory pose atop the now comatosed Keira her blue eyes gleaming."
- Submission by tiger76
Stana Katic
Age: 39
Height: 5'9
Weight: 125 lbs
Bust: 32B
Hometown: Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Lindsay Lohan
Age: 31
Height: 5'5
Weight: 115 lbs
Bust: 32D
Hometown: New York City, New York
Lindsay Lohan (52%) defeats Stana Katic (48%)"Lindsay slouched exhaustedly against the corner turnbuckle; an arm slung over the top rope as her tousled crimson locks concealed the look of agony etched across her twisted face, her mammoth pair freely teardropping toward the canvas. Katic's wiry, bronzed frame was a stark contrast to the milky curves of her opponent; confidently puffing out her pert chest as she towered over the defunct redhead, dangling what was left of Lindsay's jet black bra out in front of her chin. All the redhead could muster was an unconvincing snarl, scoffing at Katic's playful taunt at having leveled the playing field, both women's tops now littering the ring floor.
Katic had been surgical; she had to be given her age. On the other hand, no one would mistake Lohan for a singles hitter, recklessly going for the homerun knockout at every opportunity and too-routinely grasping at air. Before Lindsay could find her second (or third) wind, the brunette was once again a half-step ahead; craning one of her pendulous gams up into Lindsay's windpipe. The redhead bucked and spasmed for oxygen, gagging as Katic planted the arch of her foot just below her chin and threatened to submit the shorter Lohan with the Keibler special - a brutal corner leg choke. Stana began to aggressively inch forward and dig into the choke as Lindsay desperately squirmed to slip free, her tippy toes pedaling nothing but air as the small of her back arched over the top of the steel turnbuckle.
With Katic nearly doing a full split, the seemingly impossible happened. Whether it was a dexterous reach by the redhead or simply a blunder on Stana's part in moving too close, Lindsay's frantic reaching finally hit paydirt. The brunette suddenly let out a shrill squeal as Lohan's prying fingers found the crotch of Stana's bikini bottoms, viciously ripping the stretchy lycra material toward her in a frontal wedgie. Stana's legs seemed to instantly go weak, her thighs pinching shut as she aborted the chokehold and instead began to gingerly claw at Lohan's devious deathgrip. Lindsay continued to tug and twist, mercilessly splitting Katic's quaking thighs with the unforgiving spandex. With an ear-splitting *rip*, the material finally gave way, the crotch of Stana's bottoms shredding in Lindsay's palm.
Tears began to well in the corners of her eyes as the brunette pirhouette away from the cackling redhead, gently cupping her bare crotch in crippling agony as she rudderlessly stumbled toward the center of the ring. Sensing the finish line, Lohan leapt toward Katic; hopping onto the brunette's turned back and snaking her forearm around Stana's delicate neck. Katic began to throatily gurgle as Lindsay's boa-like grip tightened; drunkenly stumbling backwards before careening into the ropes, all while prying helplessly at Lohan's sweaty forearms. Lindsay clung to the listless brunette like a shawl, completely draping herself over Stana's shoulders until finally her knees buckled under their combined weight. Stana collapsed to her knees with a canvas-quaking *thud* before falling backwards into Lindsay's lap, her eyelashes subtly fluttering as a stream of drool sloshed across the redhead's locked wrists. Feeling her own strength rapidly fading, Lohan attempted to evolve the submission hold to one more devastating; looping her heels around the insides of Stana's thighs and prying her legs apart, simultaneously upping the rib-crushing pressure she was putting on the brunette's slender midsection. Katic's thoughtless squirming lasted only a few more anxious moments, gently pawing at Lindsay's wrists as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her nude, lanky frame beginning to sickeningly convulse in Lindsay's lap. All four limbs finally fell slack, spread eagle against the mat as Lohan made sure to wring her neck once more before dismissively slinging her to the mat. Stana flopped motionless to her backside, no more than a crumpled heap of bare flesh as Lindsay rose to her feet and victoriously planted her foot on the brunette's bare mound for a 3-count.
"Nada-and fucking-TWO! Can't hang with the big girls, can you Katic?!" Lindsay venomously barked, staring side-eyed at the twitching brunette before grinding her heel between Stana's spread legs and dipping out of the ring."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
Alison Brie
Age: 34
Height: 5'3
Weight: 110 lbs
Bust: 32C
Hometown: Hollywood, Los Angeles, California
Emma Watson
Age: 27
Height: 5'5
Weight: 115 lbs
Bust: 32B
Hometown: Paris, France
Emma Watson (53%) defeats Alison Brie (47%)"The two pocket-sized sluggers stood dead center of the ring trading stomach-churning strikes; a piercing uppercut to the brunette's taut belly, a fleshy knee to the redhead's rib cage, a bone-rattling elbow to Alie's hanging jaw. Emma stalked after the reeling brunette, tugging her close by the waistband of Brie's offset bottoms as the slack-jawed Alison drunkenly retreated clutching her chin. The preceeding action could be separated by the width of a postcard as two of America's Sweethearts jostled for position in the proverbial rankings.
Emma stood on the edge of a razorblade as far as momentum was concerned in this topsy-turvy match, wrangling the hunched brunette by a handful of her scraggly pony tail and tucking her rosy cheeks between her thighs. Emma finally cracked a wry smile through exhausted panting for oxygen, giving her bubbly derri?re a playful shake as the hapless brunette's skull remained trapped between her toned thighs.
Despite being in prime powerbomb position, the redhead couldn't even muster that much; instead simply pulling the floor out from the resigned Brie. Alison's cranium rattled face-first off the canvas as Emma's lower half went limp and she dropped to her knees, the brunette's limbs exploding outward and splaying out to all four corners of the ring. Emma laboriously rolled the brunette to her backside to reveal Brie out cold, eyes rolled into the back of her skull as Emma went for the pin; affectionately concealing a minor wardrobe malfunction with a full-body cover for the 3-count."
- Submission by Taylor Hawkins
