AHB: Emily Ratajkowski v Jessica Alba
Dec 18, 2019 21:52:59 GMT -6
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Post by cbr on Dec 18, 2019 21:52:59 GMT -6
"Tonight, Apartment Lingerie Boxing Association brings you 10 rounds of boxing between, in the red corner, Emily Ratajkowski", the ref announced.
"You know I'm busy fighting in the big league, but I got this ridiculous invite to fight this tomato can. I feel sorry for the old girl, she was a great fighter long time ago, but now, after almost everyone in the big league knocked her out at least once, instead of hanging up the gloves, she's doing lingerie boxing shows. Sad, but I'll give her a show to remember tonight.". Emily was strutting in red robe and high heels, talking to the press on her way to the arena. Her coach helped her slip out of her robe revealing her fighting attire, a beautiful dark red bodysuit and red boxing gloves, drawing cheers and loud applause from the crowd. She flexed her muscles and did some boxing poses for the photographers as the ref decided to finish the intro.
"In the blue corner, Jessica Alba" was the cue for Jessica to walk in. Her coach removed her black robe and the crowd greeted her with a big round of applause. She looked stunning in gray and black bra and panties, garter belt, black opaque stockings and high heels, holding her black black gloves up in the air. She did a boxing guard pose, then some shadow boxing for the photographers before the ref called Emily to join them and gave both girl fight instruction then sent them off to their corners. It was time to kick off the high heels, plug the mouth guards in and come out fighting.
First round started as a fantastic display of technique and agility from both ladies. They were boxing from a safe distance, firing quick jabs, bobbing and weaving, blocking and countering. The audience loved the show and they greeted every exchange. Halfway through the round, Emily smuggled a jab through Jessica's guard rocking her head backwards, then clubbed her with a right hook, but the older girl ducked under the approaching left and retaliated with two sharp blows to Emily's boobs and proceeded with an attack of her own. Lady in red took a step back and Jessica walked into a straight punch to her nose. Stunned, she covered up, allowing Emily to return the favor with a big right to her breast. Jessica winced as Emily's left glove rocked her ribs. She backpedalled, but Emily caught her with a right hook to her head on her way to safety. Alba's jab flew past her opponent's head and Emily stunned her with an uppercut to the chin. Her knees buckled, then her whole body twitched in pain as Emily's red glove plowed into her belly. Emily swung a right to her face and Jessica crumbled down to the mat. The ref started the count as Emily went for a showboating walk around the arena. Jessica first got to one knee clutching her aching ribs, she took a deep breath and leaped back to her feet at 7. Emily was on her as soon as the ref stepped away, banging left and rights to her flanks and boobs. Jessica just covered up and soaked in the punishment until the bell rang.
In her corner, Jessica did not seem affected by the knockdown, but the amount of body blows she took was an issue and her coach applied ice pack to her ribs. Emily was all smiles in her corner, enjoying the cool down and the massage her coach gave her, eager to hear the bell for the second round.
Alba started the second round cautiously. She was not willing to attack and leave herself open as she learned that Emily was quick enough to hurt her any chance she gets. Emily on the other hand was confidently splatting jabs from a distance over her opponents shoulders and gloves. She tested Jessica in the first round and now she knew what to do. She feinted a right hook and slammed Alba's body with a left, then snapped a right-left combination to her face making her step away. That seemed to work. Alba fired back a stiff jab to Emily's forehead, but ate a big left to her mouth. She put her guard high and Emily repeated the left to the boobs and a two blows to the face. Alba was grimacing, frustrated. She went in with a right to Emily's body, but her opponent blocked the blow and snapped her head with a sharp jab. Jessica staggered back and Emily pounded on her midsection forcing her into a semi crouching position. Emily's left hook blasted Jessica's unprotected face turning her head to the right, then tilting her the other way with a vicious right hook. It all happened in a second, the crowd heard quick whap-whap sound of leather smacking againsts the flesh and saw Jessica collapse to the canvas ass first, her nylon clad legs remained in the air for a moment before they fell to the mat. The ref pushed Emily away. He leaned over the fallen fighter and started the count. Jessica was on her back, spread eagle, starring at the ceiling, her mouthguard half way out of her mouth. The count was slow as neither the ref nor the audience wanted the match to end now. Emily patiently waited in her corner as Jessica slowly rolled over to her side, then went to all fours before getting up at the slow count of 9. Glassy eyed and clearly hurt she put her gloves up and nodded to the ref that she can continue the fight. The crowd greeted her with a big applause as the ref signaled for the fight to continue. Shaking off the cobwebs Alba was backing off on unsteady legs. Emily was after her, but she had no intentions to knock her out, she wanted to hurt her, but keep her up on her feet until the next round. Jessica was in survival mode and as soon as the red glove bounced off her boob she retaliated with a sharp right to Emily's temple. Stung by the blow, Emily lost her cool and smacked Jessica with a left to the nose and a right to the chin. Jessica's feet took a wobbly step to the side before she fell down to the her knees. The crowd was silent, no one knew if the blow really knocked Alba or she took a dive to get some more time and protect herself from further punishment, but she was down for the second time in the round and the count was on. Jessica rose up in stages and was back up at 8 and the ref let the fight continue. Emily was determined to end this, but Jessica grabbed her into a clinch and held on to her for the last seconds of the round.
Emily was frustrated in her corner, but her coach calmed her down. "You're doing great, just look at her.", he said as he prepped his lady boxer for the next round. In the opposite corner Alba was a mess, beaten and tired, she held an ice pack over her belly, letting her coach work on her face. He was not happy with her performance tonight and he made it clear. "Get a grip, woman! You spent the last round rolling around on the canvas. How many times have I told you to keep those gloves up...". Jessica just nodded as her coach kneeled in front of her and massaged her legs. She was out-boxed, out-punched and hurt and she knew it, but she was still in the fight. The bell rang and the fighters went back to the center of the mat.
Emily's bare feet quickly shuffled over the carpet as she danced around Jessica picking her flanks from different angles. Jessica was fighting back, it seemed her corner did a miracle as she was back in action, but for every punch she gave, she got at least two in return. Emily blocked Alba's right and almost doubled her over with a blow to her left boob followed by a smack on the ribs. Was it because of the age difference or the damage she already suffered, but after that punch, Alba was slow to respond to her opponent attacks, she was retreating under Emily's blows until her ass met the wall of the arena. Emily was all out on Jessica's midsection. She rocked her boobs left and right with short sharp blows before sinking her right glove deep into her opponent's belly. Alba fell to her knees, then went on all fours breathing heavily. Emily stepped back to let the ref start the count. Jessica took her time and somehow picked herself up at 8. Emily was wiping the floor with her from the start of the match, but she still refused to quit. Instead she put her gloves up and nodded to the ref she can fight. The ref reluctantly invited Emily to continue. Jessica kept her guard low and blocked Emily's attack, then snapped her head with a jab as she retreated.
Emily switched her target and slammed a right to Jessica's face, then fired a left. Mid-punch, Emily was hit by a right hook, flush on the chin, stopping her in her tracks. Her legs buckled, she froze for a moment, enough for Alba to dig a left into her solar plexus. Jessica knew this was her chance and she was not going to let it slip away. Another right to the head sent Emily reeling sideways on unsteady feet, dropping her guard. A left to her cheek straightened her wobbly retreat. A vicious uppercut sent her crashing into the corner chair sofas. It took some time for everyone in the room to realize what just happened. Emily was motionless, her head resting on the seat cushion, eyes closed, her long legs spread in an awkward pose. What a knockout, a masterpiece of a comeback for Alba. Jessica could not believe she knocked Emily out cold and stood there for a second before jumping around the arena celebrating. There was no count, the crowd went wild with loud cheers and applause as the ref declared Jessica the winner by a knockout in round 3. Alba went to her corner, she won the fight, but she was hurt and tired. She had to sit down for a break. Her coach took her mouthguard out and draped her robe over her shoulders. She did not put on her high heels, as in her state, she was not going to risk a humiliating trip or fall after such a victory. Smiling for the cameras she headed out for a post fight interview and the prize money.
Emily's coach was confused and disappointed, his beautiful boxer that was dominating the fight just moments ago was now laying knocked out unconscious and he had to bring her back to life. He pulled her mouth guard out, got the smelling salts and after a few slaps, the lady in red was awake. Emily seemed more or less aware of the fact that she got knocked out in a boxing match, but she was far from being able to get up and walk on her own. Her coach called the ref for a helping hand. The ref placed Emily's left arm around his neck, her coach did the same with her right arm and they lifted up the groggy lingerie boxer and slowly went to the back room. Hanging on, Emily tried to walk, but her legs would not listen, she just dragged her feet as she was escorted out of the arena.
Later at the press conference, hiding her bruises under a pair of sunglasses, Jessica announced she was appointed as a 'icon' of the association. She stole a few words from the upcoming media posts, explaining that the organization needed a "public face" as the events were becoming more popular. "I am not sure what my exact role will be, but I am happy to join the team".
"You know I'm busy fighting in the big league, but I got this ridiculous invite to fight this tomato can. I feel sorry for the old girl, she was a great fighter long time ago, but now, after almost everyone in the big league knocked her out at least once, instead of hanging up the gloves, she's doing lingerie boxing shows. Sad, but I'll give her a show to remember tonight.". Emily was strutting in red robe and high heels, talking to the press on her way to the arena. Her coach helped her slip out of her robe revealing her fighting attire, a beautiful dark red bodysuit and red boxing gloves, drawing cheers and loud applause from the crowd. She flexed her muscles and did some boxing poses for the photographers as the ref decided to finish the intro.
"In the blue corner, Jessica Alba" was the cue for Jessica to walk in. Her coach removed her black robe and the crowd greeted her with a big round of applause. She looked stunning in gray and black bra and panties, garter belt, black opaque stockings and high heels, holding her black black gloves up in the air. She did a boxing guard pose, then some shadow boxing for the photographers before the ref called Emily to join them and gave both girl fight instruction then sent them off to their corners. It was time to kick off the high heels, plug the mouth guards in and come out fighting.
First round started as a fantastic display of technique and agility from both ladies. They were boxing from a safe distance, firing quick jabs, bobbing and weaving, blocking and countering. The audience loved the show and they greeted every exchange. Halfway through the round, Emily smuggled a jab through Jessica's guard rocking her head backwards, then clubbed her with a right hook, but the older girl ducked under the approaching left and retaliated with two sharp blows to Emily's boobs and proceeded with an attack of her own. Lady in red took a step back and Jessica walked into a straight punch to her nose. Stunned, she covered up, allowing Emily to return the favor with a big right to her breast. Jessica winced as Emily's left glove rocked her ribs. She backpedalled, but Emily caught her with a right hook to her head on her way to safety. Alba's jab flew past her opponent's head and Emily stunned her with an uppercut to the chin. Her knees buckled, then her whole body twitched in pain as Emily's red glove plowed into her belly. Emily swung a right to her face and Jessica crumbled down to the mat. The ref started the count as Emily went for a showboating walk around the arena. Jessica first got to one knee clutching her aching ribs, she took a deep breath and leaped back to her feet at 7. Emily was on her as soon as the ref stepped away, banging left and rights to her flanks and boobs. Jessica just covered up and soaked in the punishment until the bell rang.
In her corner, Jessica did not seem affected by the knockdown, but the amount of body blows she took was an issue and her coach applied ice pack to her ribs. Emily was all smiles in her corner, enjoying the cool down and the massage her coach gave her, eager to hear the bell for the second round.
Alba started the second round cautiously. She was not willing to attack and leave herself open as she learned that Emily was quick enough to hurt her any chance she gets. Emily on the other hand was confidently splatting jabs from a distance over her opponents shoulders and gloves. She tested Jessica in the first round and now she knew what to do. She feinted a right hook and slammed Alba's body with a left, then snapped a right-left combination to her face making her step away. That seemed to work. Alba fired back a stiff jab to Emily's forehead, but ate a big left to her mouth. She put her guard high and Emily repeated the left to the boobs and a two blows to the face. Alba was grimacing, frustrated. She went in with a right to Emily's body, but her opponent blocked the blow and snapped her head with a sharp jab. Jessica staggered back and Emily pounded on her midsection forcing her into a semi crouching position. Emily's left hook blasted Jessica's unprotected face turning her head to the right, then tilting her the other way with a vicious right hook. It all happened in a second, the crowd heard quick whap-whap sound of leather smacking againsts the flesh and saw Jessica collapse to the canvas ass first, her nylon clad legs remained in the air for a moment before they fell to the mat. The ref pushed Emily away. He leaned over the fallen fighter and started the count. Jessica was on her back, spread eagle, starring at the ceiling, her mouthguard half way out of her mouth. The count was slow as neither the ref nor the audience wanted the match to end now. Emily patiently waited in her corner as Jessica slowly rolled over to her side, then went to all fours before getting up at the slow count of 9. Glassy eyed and clearly hurt she put her gloves up and nodded to the ref that she can continue the fight. The crowd greeted her with a big applause as the ref signaled for the fight to continue. Shaking off the cobwebs Alba was backing off on unsteady legs. Emily was after her, but she had no intentions to knock her out, she wanted to hurt her, but keep her up on her feet until the next round. Jessica was in survival mode and as soon as the red glove bounced off her boob she retaliated with a sharp right to Emily's temple. Stung by the blow, Emily lost her cool and smacked Jessica with a left to the nose and a right to the chin. Jessica's feet took a wobbly step to the side before she fell down to the her knees. The crowd was silent, no one knew if the blow really knocked Alba or she took a dive to get some more time and protect herself from further punishment, but she was down for the second time in the round and the count was on. Jessica rose up in stages and was back up at 8 and the ref let the fight continue. Emily was determined to end this, but Jessica grabbed her into a clinch and held on to her for the last seconds of the round.
Emily was frustrated in her corner, but her coach calmed her down. "You're doing great, just look at her.", he said as he prepped his lady boxer for the next round. In the opposite corner Alba was a mess, beaten and tired, she held an ice pack over her belly, letting her coach work on her face. He was not happy with her performance tonight and he made it clear. "Get a grip, woman! You spent the last round rolling around on the canvas. How many times have I told you to keep those gloves up...". Jessica just nodded as her coach kneeled in front of her and massaged her legs. She was out-boxed, out-punched and hurt and she knew it, but she was still in the fight. The bell rang and the fighters went back to the center of the mat.
Emily's bare feet quickly shuffled over the carpet as she danced around Jessica picking her flanks from different angles. Jessica was fighting back, it seemed her corner did a miracle as she was back in action, but for every punch she gave, she got at least two in return. Emily blocked Alba's right and almost doubled her over with a blow to her left boob followed by a smack on the ribs. Was it because of the age difference or the damage she already suffered, but after that punch, Alba was slow to respond to her opponent attacks, she was retreating under Emily's blows until her ass met the wall of the arena. Emily was all out on Jessica's midsection. She rocked her boobs left and right with short sharp blows before sinking her right glove deep into her opponent's belly. Alba fell to her knees, then went on all fours breathing heavily. Emily stepped back to let the ref start the count. Jessica took her time and somehow picked herself up at 8. Emily was wiping the floor with her from the start of the match, but she still refused to quit. Instead she put her gloves up and nodded to the ref she can fight. The ref reluctantly invited Emily to continue. Jessica kept her guard low and blocked Emily's attack, then snapped her head with a jab as she retreated.
Emily switched her target and slammed a right to Jessica's face, then fired a left. Mid-punch, Emily was hit by a right hook, flush on the chin, stopping her in her tracks. Her legs buckled, she froze for a moment, enough for Alba to dig a left into her solar plexus. Jessica knew this was her chance and she was not going to let it slip away. Another right to the head sent Emily reeling sideways on unsteady feet, dropping her guard. A left to her cheek straightened her wobbly retreat. A vicious uppercut sent her crashing into the corner chair sofas. It took some time for everyone in the room to realize what just happened. Emily was motionless, her head resting on the seat cushion, eyes closed, her long legs spread in an awkward pose. What a knockout, a masterpiece of a comeback for Alba. Jessica could not believe she knocked Emily out cold and stood there for a second before jumping around the arena celebrating. There was no count, the crowd went wild with loud cheers and applause as the ref declared Jessica the winner by a knockout in round 3. Alba went to her corner, she won the fight, but she was hurt and tired. She had to sit down for a break. Her coach took her mouthguard out and draped her robe over her shoulders. She did not put on her high heels, as in her state, she was not going to risk a humiliating trip or fall after such a victory. Smiling for the cameras she headed out for a post fight interview and the prize money.
Emily's coach was confused and disappointed, his beautiful boxer that was dominating the fight just moments ago was now laying knocked out unconscious and he had to bring her back to life. He pulled her mouth guard out, got the smelling salts and after a few slaps, the lady in red was awake. Emily seemed more or less aware of the fact that she got knocked out in a boxing match, but she was far from being able to get up and walk on her own. Her coach called the ref for a helping hand. The ref placed Emily's left arm around his neck, her coach did the same with her right arm and they lifted up the groggy lingerie boxer and slowly went to the back room. Hanging on, Emily tried to walk, but her legs would not listen, she just dragged her feet as she was escorted out of the arena.
Later at the press conference, hiding her bruises under a pair of sunglasses, Jessica announced she was appointed as a 'icon' of the association. She stole a few words from the upcoming media posts, explaining that the organization needed a "public face" as the events were becoming more popular. "I am not sure what my exact role will be, but I am happy to join the team".
